Last used April 22/20

No one speaks
No one says
The words that will condemn
The dead
To a life lived in after death
Of misery. anger
No justice.

Instead hands hold out
Gentle love
Make the world a happy place
Make the universe
A living, breathing
Wondrous space.

Where hearts are held
Close with care
No one dies
They live forever
In our hearts
In a heaven
Made right here.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020