A Poem on the reality of Death

 Given my love for the play Everyman, I have been inspired to write a poem on the universal reality of death for each and every individual. Enjoy. 

Enjoy youth while it lasts, 

and do daily partake in mass, 

life ends so swiftly, 

at death, the soul does forever flee. 

Wet Weeping tears are a sad sight, 

mourning has no sunny light, 

death takes many, day by day, 

and the soul does move far away. 

Pity, are they, who never knew salvation, 

Life, they took for granted, 

At judgement all will God meet, 

As each bow at His Holy feet, 

Death does take all his way, 

Though not all end in the same place, 

For the damned, life ends tragically, 

But for the saved, life ends joyfully. 

Repent and believe, 

From sin, run and leave,

Live in holy ways, 

For the Trinity all of your days.