When We Die!

Not a nickel can we take back, when we die! All earthly things, we leave here upon earth; All treasures must sometime uselessly lie; Ephemeral’s the world in which we live! Not an extra hour can we live, our way; The Maker knows that moment when each leaves; And death will snatch us stealthily one day; The strongest monument will soon perish. Our health will wane and fail us doubtlessly; All pain, diseases end some day on earth; Our labor cannot go on endlessly; We separate from kith, kin, friend or foe! Our span of life is finite in its length; Our earthly suffering must end some time; A minute more, we can’t add by own strength; The day shall come when we take our last breath! Just all the good and bad deeds done, we take; Our mortal sins could steer our soul to hell; The Maker knows the genuine hearts from fake; The Lord decides each soul's eternity! Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-19-2007