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Here we lie feeling rotten

Leaving memories that will never be forgotten

Death is inevitable for it will come

Still grief always leaves us numb

Do we really accept the truth?

That we shall depart from this world ,too

Droplets of grief trickling down the face,

Ah! For all this the creator we berate,

Memories flash before the eyes.

A spiders sting crossing the red bright

Family and friends gathered amass,

But pain for a few that doesn’t pass

People communicating with only hearts

As grief lets the words depart

Can we overcome the suffering of death?

As if joyfully leaving for a new journey or quest