Does your final moment seem to be at the corner?
Are you likely soon to answer the final call?
That final moment
Your candle light
Will blow off;
And who shall do it?
The Super-being whom we call God,
There is nothing you or anyone else can do
To stop that happening
For His duty He must do.
Think for a while friend of that final moment,
When everything in you must come to a standstill;
When a final full stop you must put to the novel
That you have been writing every single day of your life;
Are you worried about that day?
Is fear that which so much gnaws your heart?
What silent thoughts roll up and down your mind?
When I close my eyes to see what will happen on that day,
I can see a crowd gathered with people wailing out their lungs;
Wishing it had not happened;
What else can they do?
They can only
Wail out their sorrow;
For anything that cannot be changed,
Cannot be changed;
That final moment, no one can change;
No one can stop.
It’s beyond our powers or control.
Is this all about life?
What’s life all about?
Is it for you and me to throttle briefly through the stage?
And off we go?
Isn’t it right for everyone to know
If they shall be missed when they are gone?
Who shall miss me when I am gone?
How many people shall miss me?
Shall I be remembered when I am gone?
Who shall remember me?
How many people shall remember me?
What legacy shall I leave when I am gone?
Yes, what legacy?
As I ponder on this,
I see the need to take a responsible decision
To do something so that future generations may know
I also passed this way.
Otherwise, why did I pass this way?