'' The death ''

'' The death ''

Endless maze for every man

As a child I could never understand this word Death

Because I've always heard my mother say it's the cause of our wrongs

Another dilemma for this little man

Thirsty to know and curious about this life so pink

But at 6 years old death knocked on my door and gave me a big dose

Yes a large dose of suffering at the death of my father

Seeing my mother cry with bitter pain

'Cause alone raising two fatherless sons

Only on the gaze of the great God in this misery

My heart couldn't grasp the meaning

Until the day when I could notice that my father will never be there.

To the death that gives life all its common sense

This little sufferer so precious this life an essence

Fragile and yet death is no pity

Money does not buy his forgiveness and even his charity

But better death than total pain

Two feet under, everything is over, total nothingness

No need to love to suffer the end

Yes the end