Slumber Bliss
Far from home is what we feel,For life is uncertain, it all seems unreal.
Lives are gone, but in our hearts they remain,
For their sacrifices will not be in vain.
We must go on through each passing day
Living our lives through each pray, we say.
We pray for their souls and the souls of
The unjust, hoping one day it will
Settle the dust.
The sky seems empty but only to the eye
For all the souls who have perished
Are dimly floating bye. Be free my
Friends up in the sky, for justice
Will be swift. Then you will be
At peace in your slumber bliss.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.