At times the poems stop
Words dry up
Speech can't be found
Death comes, looking for
Peace when the heaviness
Descends from a cloud
Makes struggle seem messy
And hope feel irrelevant
Soul seeming penitent
Bow under now's message
Present it surrounds
The heavens have endowed blessing
Feels like we're just getting by
Forgettin like elephants
We coulda stopped stepping
But the only thing that kept us was
Grace from the lounge steady
Ever praying bretherin
Have asked for us, everything
We have still is heaven sent
Death has taken kin,
And emotions are negative but,
God bless us in our souls
Give us messages of
Life let us win
