Poems

Death

Just like the cycle of nature,

All things must come to an end.

As soon as your mother is in labour,

Your death is already imminent.

What do I believe about death, you ask.

The same as everyone.

It is a time of mourning and grief unknown,

The new life of a friend has just begun.

Because according to me there is a Heaven and a hell,

That is not vanity.

How you live your life on earth

Will determine your eternity.

- Manley Jesse Nathaniel Wisdom