If I die today,
How many will cry away,
When all my pains dies away,
And my freed soul flies away.
How many will be happy, how many will be glad
if i die today,
how many will experience dismay,
How many will rejoice, and sing gospel songs on my funeral day.
Death is a road we may all have to visit,
One day we all have to evict this sinful world.
It's not by choice, nor by faith,
But sadly, our sinful tracks will not be erase.
Its unfortunate that your condolences won't matter when I lay to rest,
What Will matter is if I've done my best, to please my king,
And if I have been forgiven for all my sins.
When we die there will be no time for luck, no time to pray,
We all will have to face that ferocious judgment day,
The wicked souls will be at a loss,
And the righteous will meet at the pearly gates.
So while you are still living,
Let your conscience be as free as a pigeon.
Live, love, laugh, be thankful, taughtful and grateful,
And in the Lord's name you will be powerful.
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Sóberthóughts ♠(PotentPoeticPieces)♠
Poetryhey everyone this is my catalog of poems.Please enjoy, vote if you enjoy and leave your feedback in the comment section love you all
