Death

As I walk on the snow path,
Nothing but lifeless trees and emptiness around,
Cold and chilling feelings surrounds,
As much as I would denied it,
There is no stopping for what is unstoppable,
Silence as it is on the graveyard,
Chill as it is in the morgue,
Death is just around the corner, lurking,
He shows no mercy nor any human compassion,
The slightest touch takes the lives of your loves one,
If only weeping would have work for him,
If only begging would have work for him,
What can be done is done,
It is now on the hand of the Lord,
As his sinful son I am not dare to beg for life,
But to fulfill duty of a son I must pray,
Not for eternity but for longevity.

Junn, 2009