The Death

by Norman John Henry Campbell   Mar 18, 2008


19/11/2006

As I look into this coffin.
I see you sleeping ever so
Peacefully, I’m calm, but the
Others are full of sadness and tears.

As I walk up and down these
Aisles, no-one sees me,
To them I’m dead.

As my father walks to the
Microphone he pauses a
Moment, at the coffin steeple.
He knows, he knows.

The tears you sow, I reap in joy.

This death was not in vain,
It was to teach others

Never suffer, always strive and ye harm none.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Deathcanwait

    Hey, love it. especially the last line:

    "Never suffer, always strive and ye harm none."

    People often spend too much time wallowing in suffering without even trying to move forward. Whomever has died wouldnt want you to suffer so why dissappoint them eh?

    good job. Check out my latest if you have the time =]

    Matt
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