Souls Are Parting Poem by Solomon Sunday

Souls Are Parting



Souls are parting


The grave has mouth open like hades to receive the habitat of the earth
The earth never relenting in giving up his host
Where are they going
The afterlife
Where life never end
The realm of immortals

Eternal partition from mortality
Eternal departure from love ones
Everlasting exit from the earth
Eternal division from flesh into spirit

Oh man
What is thy life
You live with pride
And die in bed of surprises
You wish you could walk away
And live forever
You forget
Your life is timed
And your time is life

Souls are parting
From the earthly sphere
Full of evil
A life of vanity
A life of condemnation
They lived
Souls of precious men and women
Souls of the wicked and good
They depart for eternal judgment

Take this to heart
Souls are parting
To meet their creator
And account for deeds done
With previous life

There will be sad farewell
Tears of sorry will dim the eyes
Heart will be broken
For in damnation or everlasting life
They will live eternity

Dear friend
Now you live and gloom
Before you fall into death sleep
And death shadow pass on you

Behold the garden of souls
Waiting to be worked on
My heart weep
For many are parting
Into anguish
Many are parting into darkness
Alot are parting into condemnation

You will part
I will part
Thinkest not where thou shall be
At thy arrival
In the untried path
The land of spirits

Poor souls of the earth
Thy heart closely clinged to earthly pleasures
Thy father in heaven desire your change
To escape eternal grief and pain

Onward march
I go into the world
Come along
The street, community, houses,
Need a sparkling light
From the darkness that haa overshadowed it
The light of the world
Jesus Christ

You,
First
Cling yourself to the light
And wash your vanity
Angels are waiting
The fields are green
The harvest is plenteous

Ah reapers
On cavalry journey we go
Embrace your cross
Fortify yourself
In the arms of thy heavenly father

The hour is awful
The clock is ticking
Fast the shadow of death approach
Angels don't die
But we die
Be potent
Your guardian Angel is wild and ready

Souls are parting
You dare not stop
Henceforth let your spirit, soul and body become ambassador of light
Over the sinking sand we stand
On solid rock

Out of the shade of night
Out of the dusk before dawn
Out of the twilight of the evening
Souls are parting

Console yourself
This is the hope of the future
A time will come when you part out of mortality
May we meet on that fair land
Where death game will prevail no more
And we shall reincarnate into heavenly bodies
In the abode of our maker
For freedom and peace

Souls are parting
Part well
Part right

The safest place to die on earth is to die in the arms of your creator

Thursday, July 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: loss
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