What makes for death whilst I live?
Man's full companion works whilst fast asleep
Wailing! wild wailing, one's put to a final sleep
What makes for death if life ceased to live?

The sun shines dark in the pit of hell
The moon looks pale from the tears it shed
The river flows aback for death it smells
Who is this death so skilled to make dead?

What does my soul seek thee to take?
Can there anything be, from thee to take?
You seek your pleasure and won't take a break
Can't I seek my pleasure without my life at stake!?

A time or two you creep around the corner
What want you with me that so hard you bother?
O cease from me or vent on the ripefully older
I'm yet to live and make life of another

Listen O heavens plead I you my cause
I summon thee earth, bear thee a witness
Death murders the ones filled with all goodness
The Divine doth sees, judge now with no flaws

Dedicated To The One I Really Love And Ever Will Continue To Love
My Daddy ❤❤🙏😢

Thank you for writing the poem for me, I really appreciate and God bless you 🙏.
© @Psalmuel