DEATH FOR EACH SEASON!
Man was designed and created by God,
to be Happy All The Time in One Time.
By nature, man was immune to pain and sorrows
because they never existed in God's World where Adam lived.
There were no Four Seasons in Adam's world.
Every single day was nothing but bliss, in this man's life.
No rain, no rough and destructive climes.
Only Sunrise and Sunset of Paradise.
Sin kicked man out of the Garden of God:
and yes, thru sin came all life's headaches.
Separation from God separated man
from the good life God had intended for him.
When Adam left Eden to the world of pain outside:
he still had his soulful nature enamoured
to the beautiful Paradise left behind.
Death and Dying did not form the part.
His shattered life was made up for all the good
which was destroyed by his sin.
It is for this reason; I make my case against King Solomon's dark take on life.
To everything there is a Season: a time to be born and a time to die.
Man's failure to embrace Death and Dying can only be blamed
on the nature which God instilled inside man.
This is no decadent nature.
Death in us, and Death be us,
Death with us and Death to us.
Death for us in the days of our lives
No matter how we look at our Seasons,
Mother Nature colluding with Time:
always have some surprises loaded up her sleeves
designed to break us down.
Man like Death is
trapped inside the capsule of Time and Life.
Man knows he'll die one day, yet it's hard for the same to accept
Death as part of his miserable life.
The Twin Year 2020; saw people drop and die like flies
since the last one hundred years. The Pandemic wreaked havoc
in all the four corners of our world: we cried and mourned our dearly departed.
Death was us and Death we became.
The year 2021 for me, is the year to forget:
I can't wait to see the back of this saddest time of my life.
It was The Four Seasons of Death and Grief all the way through
Within the Four Seasons of 2021.
I lost my mother in-law, two sisters in-law and a dear brother.
I've had to shed tears in all Four Seasons as life
forced me to crawl back to reality and embrace Death as a part of me.
Yes, throughout all the tears and pain of grief I went thru in 2021:
Death remains stranger than fiction and unwelcome guest
even if it can strike me a thousand times.
Yet in each Season of our life, Death lingers and wait patiently
for that right moment to strike at us in that very Season
where we think Death and Dying are miles behind us.
Death in us, and Death be us, Death with us and Death to us.
Death for us in the days of our lives. Death for All Seasons
and Death for All of us. Death for Each Season.
A part of the human race.
Comments
Post a Comment
The author would really appreciate your constructive comments based on how you understood and interpret each poem. Poems can mean different things to different persons and all views can be correct as long as they conform to the contents thereof. This is the beauty of Poetry.
Please Do Not Forget to FOLLOW ME in order to get Instant Notifications When Latest Posts are published.