Creeping Death

Creeping Death

A Poem by Lavery the Librettist

From birth our lives are planned out for us,
No man can change this fate,
Only the powers above can dictate.
Should it be early or be late.
It lies in God's hands.

Sometimes sudden, or albeit expected,
This creeping death we'll all be subjected.
Noone can escape the judgement day,
No priest or clergyman, not even Jesus could stay.

It's all part of God's great plan for us.
Though it may be hard not to be suspicious,
Of all these tales, bibles and fables.
So many years ago, how can we be able,
To pur our faith and hope in an eternal afterlife.

I hope there is something after life.
What it is remains to be seen.
But I live in the hope everyone is reunited again,
All together in the kingdom of heaven.

© 2013 Lavery the Librettist


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nicely done religion is a persons own thank you

Posted 11 Years Ago


Lavery the Librettist

11 Years Ago

Thank you :)
Religious ideas are always rich in thoughts and emotions. I think the debate between free will and fate is one that is worthy of much discussion. I'm quite the agnostic, myself. I have my beliefs, as we all do, and I don't try to push that onto any one else. If there is an afterlife, hopefully we will all be happy there. But, as you point out, we will all have to go through death to get there. Good work. It made me think a bit, so I applaud. Keep writing and sharing. Thanks.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Lavery the Librettist
Lavery the Librettist

Enniskillen, Co Fermanagh, United Kingdom



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My names Emma, I'm 26 and I'm a nurse. I've just recently started writing poetry. I've always loved poetry so I'm keen to see where this goes. more..

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