The Agony Of Death Poem by Herdiza Oludare Lasmo
The Agony Of Death
"God saw you were getting tired,
and a cure was not meant to be
So he put his arms around you,
and whispered come with me
With tearful eyes we watched you,
as we saw you pass away
Although we love you deeply,
we could not make you stay
Your golden heart stopped beating,
hardworking hands at rest
God broke our hearts to prove to us...
He only takes the best
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