Gift that is taken.
Soul that can't be awaken.
Faith that is forgotten.
Story that can still be written.
Living in this world means something.
Not by living but by not dying.
People thought that their lives aren't precious.
Taken for granted, death's culture isn't conscious.
Sins are the sisters of death.
Counting from our fingers, tomorrows aren't set.
Countless ways to see the after life,
Let's begin, make it quick and hold a knife.
Abortion. A death of the unborn,
Caused by poverty, teens unready, and lack of dignity.
Parents who weren't sworn
By their irrational sons' and daughters' insanity.
Euthanasia. An easy death without forgiveness.
Yes, he's body is dying but his soul is just in rest.
Thanatos. A greek word for death.
People who are insisting it are murderers we met.
BINABASA MO ANG
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