Poetry “Death”

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O, my Lord why do your people ask me
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To fathom the mysteries of death
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What must I say to them?
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I, that know of no life nor death –
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What must I tell them?
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Your scriptures talk of bubbles forming and bursting,
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But what can I say to them whose breasts heave
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To suckle a babe, a husband’s going not to come back,
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A woman’s agonizing pain, a father losing his son?
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Lord, what must I say to give hope?
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Death comes, death goes, death is but life –
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How do I explain to them, life is but death?
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I am your son, see you not your son weeping,
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I can only surrender to your keeping
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I take them to the sea-shore and point
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To the waves rising and subsiding,
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They do not understand.
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O, my Lord why do your people ask me

To fathom the mysteries of death –

What must I say to them?

I, that know of no life nor death –

What must I tell them?

 

Your scriptures talk of bubbles forming and bursting,

But what can I say to them whose breasts heave

To suckle a babe, a husband’s going not to come back,

A woman’s agonizing pain, a father losing his son?

Lord, what must I say to give hope? 

 

Death comes, death goes, death is but life –

How do I explain to them, life is but death?

I am your son, see you not your son weeping, 

I can only surrender to your keeping

I take them to the sea-shore and point 

To the waves rising and subsiding,

They do not understand.

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