Death

Title. Death
Buy. Orren Benjamin Walker


In the Silence of the night, truth seeks its place,
Shadows cast away, yearning for light's embrace.

What is divine, delightful or spiteful in its reign?
Does greed reside within, or until it can sustain?


Love, a concept vast, perspectives may differ,
Some have felt its touch, while others still quiver.

But what is true love, can one find it before death?
Or is it a fleeting hope, a final, whispered breath?


In the eyes of humanity, desires guide our way,
Illuminated by society, where evil's shadows play.

Blinded by truth, in God's final hour we stand,
As death approaches, we fight for life's last strand.


The breath of life slips away, like shadows in the night,
Embracing our souls, with darkness taking flight.

But we seek the light, a glimmer of hope in the end,
Yearning for something more, beyond death's cold blend.


We battle for our world, for our thoughts and desires,
Hoping not to lose, as our soul's fire expires.

Cherishing memories, holding them close and tight,
Embracing the warmth of the light, beyond eternal night.
The End
10.24.2023