Hi, Moe...
Just seeing this today; I was prompted to drop by when I noticed your vote for my latest haiku.
It's an overcast, lightly rainy day here, and so I have the perfect backdrop for reading your poem. I like the simple structure and repetitive rhyme on every other line. No doubt, death is a bitch. It's our enemy, and it looms large in our thinking.
Sadly, it has been the deaths of close friends and of my father in the course of the last year or two that seem to have driven me to composing poetry. And reading of the deaths resulting from the insane and criminal pressure to inject experimental concoctions into children has me off-the-scale furious at the powers that shouldn't be, the media, and all the mindless and clueless sheeple going with the program...
My great hope and refuge in all this is the sure knowledge of the resurrection and the promise that death will ultimately go down:
"But in fact Christ has been raised from the dead, the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep. For as by a man came death, by a man has come also the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, so also in Christ shall all be made alive. But each in his own order: Christ the firstfruits, then at his coming those who belong to Christ. Then comes the end, when he delivers the kingdom to God the Father after destroying every rule and every authority and power. For he must reign until he has put all his enemies under his feet. The last enemy to be destroyed is death." - 1 Corinthians 15:20-26
I pray all is well with you and yours; I'd love to hear from you!
😄😇😉
