the End

the End

A Poem by Tatiana
"

just know i was mad when i wrote this.

"

why live when we know it's going to end.

 

Living a bleak life,

when only bare shimmers of light.

 

Why when we know judgement day will cast us

to heaven or hell.

 

trying to live pure in the fear of sin,

hiding from gods judging eyes.

 

when we know hell wiil come for us all,

darkness of light.

 

we can pray all we want, but,

nothing can save us all.

 

with each passing year more sins

stains our soul.

 

six feet under our bodies might go,

but to the deepest depts of hells pits our souls go.

 

So i say to you..

why live when we know it's going to end.

 

 

© 2010 Tatiana


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Since you ask the question at the end of this piece (anathema say the purist poets), I will try to answer: Because tomorrow isn't tangible, even though we may shape it somewhat. Yesterday isn't either, and we cannot change it even one iota. All we have, or ever really had (even briefly) is "NOW". The biggest premise of Christianity is that Jesus came to pay a debt he did not owe, because we owed a debt we could not pay. Sounds trite, but the past is gone with him. He doesn't worry about it. Each new morning is a clean slate with no mistakes in it.

Good write BTW...

Mark

Posted 13 Years Ago


nice. it flows right to the end.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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