Death

When the shadow of death
creeps in unnanounced
w/nary a whisper or hint

It shatters and breaks
the lives that are left
trying to stand, but just barely

If we'd only known
what lay ahead
we could have done things different

But could we really?
would the outcome change?
Or still hanging, stripped to the core?

Death shouldn't be allowed
to take the innocence
nor have a child of any age

Death should be reserved
for the old and aged
ones who've lived a rich full life

What is today
what is tomorrow
in this game that we call life?

Nobody knows
what the next day holds
or for that matter this very day

We can only count
for the moment we hold
and spend it on something worthwhile

The moment for now
is spent on grief
for a life has been lost to death

A very precious life
should be here still
But with it have gone our hearts

Where my heart was
now is emptiness
nothing can fill that space inside