Remove the soul and the body dies
The
loss, the memories the howling cries
Memories live on as long as you
allow
Or simply fade despite your vow
Black and white the colors
fade
Night and day another crusade
Loss
overwhelms; pain so intense
A black
void expands, so great and immense
People call it mourning I call it
death
The strangling of my heart, the loss of
my breath
Now
comes the time; tributes and fond
farewells
For glory of speech and the mission
bells
In
time I will heal at least that is what they
say
I will go on and live another day
Who
picks these numbers as the tickets get
punched
A higher force or elements hunch
No
matter really no understanding this day
As
the love of my life has faded away
M.L. Benton ©
2003
**WARNING**
The following pages are topics related to death
and the macabre and may not be suitable for all.
