“A Message of Death”
At my grave
There lays a stone
Written my name
My body known
Those who show
At past remember
Can only read that who renders
Have they heard?
Or did they stumble
Has this body a thing to say
Are there stories of this grave?
Is it like the other names?
Do they wish they knew his day?
How many people showed for you?
Will his time inspire few?
This world remembers you...?
What’s forgotten?
In this book graves time chew
This stone reads a man who knew
The need for Christ, outside the pew
He stands alone beside the others
Amongst the brothers in this day
There stone reads nothing worth to say
Using lies to hide the shame
What my grave wills to breath?
It has to be…
This mans stone
His stories known
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