Eugene

Judgement Comes

Time is a slow death that races by

So quickly to the end,

Like sand pours through fingers

And it is gone. 

What did you find?

What did you leave behind?

EVERYTHING.

 

A trail of memories

What you said, all that you did

Whether for good or bad.

Your life recorded in the books

With your name and 

You will be called to give account. 

 

Settle the matter now

Before 'tis too late

And time stands still

When the bell tolls 

For you, yes you,

For sure

And you sleep

'til your name be called 

And hope is gone 

When judgement comes.

Eugene 23/09/2021

Comments2

  • Bragee

    We will all be held accountable for actions seen and unseen one day. Important to make right an make peace.

  • Goldfinch60

    Every moment in our lives is important enjoy every one of them.

    Andy



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