Born live die Poem by Spanner Thegob

Born free, live fast, Die young


We found beauty in a quiet moment,
we paused in prayer.for Atonement.

This is no place for happy laughter,
Sadness, anguish.what comes after,

here to dry a mothers Tears,
Comfort woe and desperate fears.

Casket carried past the door
Buried in clothes you never wore

With little time left to pray
The fathers tears cleanse the way

Make your peace with your redeemer,
The final Journey of a dreamer,