Gone - Poem by AHO Speaks
My end is coming and and so my demise
The end be as the beginning as just another surprise
Will my voice be heard and who will listen to my cries?
How will I know I have passed over or is it, 'on'It matters not for I will be reborn
To have the gift of life again; and never feel forlorn.
May the past lessons allow life to flourish and grow
To have another mind similar to the last; except, I will finally know
The end as the beginning and this is so.
The seed to bring forth as the seed of the past
Time was never of the essence for it did not last
Perhaps an ocassional moment that went too fast.
When we are gone and to be no more
Remember our time of tomorrow is right behind the door
Our journey on earth is the key; and that is what it is for.
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