The Time Has Come Poem by Kevin Cox

The time has come
so long expected
Another soul
departing this fair land.

It's all so ugly
so unnatural
wicked death
which steals a life away

The bond is strong
between the soul and body
No easy parting is there
between them.

It must be torn—the soul
from the body's tendrils.
While steady blows
are meted out by death.

Death is not pretty
No honor hath that goon.
He steals and cheats
All those who live below.

There is no soul
exempt from that appointment
E'er child, strong man or the old
The cadence march continues
unabated.

All souls shall die
all bodies will grow cold.
The horrid spectre's shadow
is long-reaching.

When life is full, it lurks
along the way.
So, let us live
Each day unto
the fullest

For, who will know
when light shall fall
away?