Wednesday, June 2, 2010

untimely occasion

Murderous plots, bribes, chaos ensues
Abandon the heart and put kings in their tombs

In a moment it's gone: Life's quick usurpation
No joy follows death in untimely occasion

The sureness of stillness; the pact of the end
Try as we might it won't lead Time to bend

No power, no title, nor earthly appeal
Can grant us more years or give us more zeal

One thing that's assured as much as our breath
Is the taking away of assurance by Death

We look past the humanly errors occured
To blame the Maker and shun the Word

When the end rolls around its always the same
Flowers to send and the Father to blame

Ladder of death we descend rung by rung
Til the last breath is had and the last song is sung

Some lead to the end of a life long and full
But life without heartache is empty and dull

Some lead to the ultimate states of despair
The slash of the wrist or a noose in the air

Some lead to the battlefield, foxholes and war
The honor in death hits home to the core

Limitless are the ways we meet the creator
Our paths are not altered; not shorter nor straighter

At birth, the length of our ladders are set
We can't change the future, on that you can bet

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