Uhm...so I wrote this poem when I lost my Uncle some few weeks back and it was an extremely bad period of time for me. I don't think anyone deserves to die so young. 😥
So I wrote this poem because I felt like that was what he must have thought about death and also because he wouldn't want me to feel depressed. Rest in Peace Uncle🤭💜
Be Humble; Death
The night draws closer,
When no man can stop.
My Time of rest moves nearer,
Just like a baby about to popO Death cease to be proud and mighty,
For this is not the end.
Many had joined the Whisperers before i will do; 'Twill pass quickly,
I shall be awake to see my pilot and get my reward.Grieve not when i go,
For i still live.
I'm leaving to be Home,
I go with my heart well-lit.©️Eudaimonia🌻
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