RIP
a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India
Rest in peace departed soul,
Rest in peace,
The dust has returned to dust,
Breath to one who had breathed.
Father bacons His child,
Welcome home,
Let us not feel the pain,
For it is our eternal home.
Who can escape mortality?
The body has to die,
He has a hidden future,
That we may live before we die.
Reginold Ajay Jacob© August 2018
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