"no I don't want a battle from beginning to end,
I don't wanna cycle and recycle revenge,
I don't wanna follow death and all of his friends!"
The words make me think about relationships torn, and in need of mending... Makes me think of injustices suffered, and wrongs un-righted - but in the end it doesn't matter. Those resentments will only lead you off to follow death, (and all of his friends...)
Whenever it is in my power to do so, it makes me feel like trying to mend things that have been broken with a soft word, not a harsh one. And a smile instead of a complaint. In short, this poem has made my heart feel soft and warm tonight...
Shell xx
Death, where is your sting?...
ReplyDeleteDeath in the end, can never truly have you - you belong to life!