FLOATED THOUGHTS: MY ABSENCE


Would you forget me soon?
Where would i be? In the woods?
How long would i remain in your memory?
Please let my name dwell for a century.

Lying there prostrate,
With nothing good i did for my state.
Different tributes are read about me.
Of which none condemns me.
 Hipocrits!
Are you telling me i did nothing wrong?

With the slow movements accompanied
with a dirge.
I am being sent into exile with my dear
in her wedge.
Weep not, for i will soon be forgotten.

I needed your prayer when alive
You could have helped my quest for eternal life
I strived for success
My impoverished life was worst.

After these earthly suffering,
Even without offspring,
Would the heavenly father accept me?
I just hope and pray he will not forsake me.

It seems the world has forgotten its purpose.
The reason of which it came is lost.
Let my absence be your council.
Forget the pain in your tonsil.
Make a coup in your life.
A coup that will dethrone your bad deeds.
And enthrone into your life good deeds.

©Ralph Amore

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