Death knocks on one
door
When an old schoolmate passed away, it created a ripple
effect amongst all of us. The world seemed to stand still for a minute. Those who were close to her wept for the loss.
Those who knew her 30-od years ago were totally
taken aback. We each wept in our own
way.
Thoughts flit across minds
when death has done his evil deed.
I’ve said a prayer for her soul, hoping that she is now totally at peace.
And leaves none other
untouched.
One door bangs shuts with great determination
One quivers and shakes even when closed
Yet another stands undecided.
One door bangs shuts with great determination
One quivers and shakes even when closed
Yet another stands undecided.
Can you cry for
someone whom you had only known in another part of your life? The tears I brushed
away speak for themselves.
- “Who’s next?”
- “How would I have handled the endless rounds of chemotherapy?”
- “Life is a game. Ultimately, we have no control over it.”
- “It’s time to count my blessings.”
- “How will her young son cope?”
- “Dear Lord, please save me from the woes of cancer.”
- “I should be more grateful to God letting me recover from my illness.”
- “Why did she have to suffer so much?”
- “I am ready for death. As long as I don’t have to suffer.”
- “How will my family cope?”
The lessons death teach us stay fresh in our mind – sadly,
only for a short time. The further he is, the more we mock his powers. Until he
visits our corner of the world again.