Losing, Balloons, Life
By Matthew G.
Lost like tomb, raider, Lara Croft, ruins, would be sure to follow behind one, when they close their eyes.
Losing someone important to you is inconceivable until it happens then it happens then it’s through, maybe it is one your family member that are still breathing but for how long?
Asking yourself how many more seasons does one have left? The precise marking is a terrible guess to persue; best left up to God.
Balloon, lost in the sky, after having been unknotted off the vendor cart, where there is a balloon seller dressed as a clown, selling the balloons on strings to children as they pass along.
If that balloon is you, you’ll be so high in the sky your whole experience may just need some more air to survive.
Ay, a breathing ventilator, given by hospital administrator, just to keep you alive so you won’t die until your family comes in,
And it’s just the last sound of the tik of the tok of the clock which never stops on the side of the tracks.
Everyone says their good byes, and then closing ones eyes; whom knows what happens; does one go on after this life, or are they buried in the grave and left there for the rest of their life, or are they burned down to ash, and used for something special to place your burnt up now ashy body to be placed upon? Maybe food or Fertilizer; in the general concensus of the world most would fall in to the catagory of resurrection, either into condemnation, or of life.
Seperated from God, in the afterlife as explained by John, which can be seen as those whom are resurrected on the outside of the kingdom, and those who are resurrected to perhaps be able to enter into the kingdom of God due to faith; in having love for God and love for others; also in the resurrection of Christ.
By Matthew G.
Lost like tomb, raider, Lara Croft, ruins, would be sure to follow behind one, when they close their eyes.
Losing someone important to you is inconceivable until it happens then it happens then it’s through, maybe it is one your family member that are still breathing but for how long?
Asking yourself how many more seasons does one have left? The precise marking is a terrible guess to persue; best left up to God.
Balloon, lost in the sky, after having been unknotted off the vendor cart, where there is a balloon seller dressed as a clown, selling the balloons on strings to children as they pass along.
If that balloon is you, you’ll be so high in the sky your whole experience may just need some more air to survive.
Ay, a breathing ventilator, given by hospital administrator, just to keep you alive so you won’t die until your family comes in,
And it’s just the last sound of the tik of the tok of the clock which never stops on the side of the tracks.
Everyone says their good byes, and then closing ones eyes; whom knows what happens; does one go on after this life, or are they buried in the grave and left there for the rest of their life, or are they burned down to ash, and used for something special to place your burnt up now ashy body to be placed upon? Maybe food or Fertilizer; in the general concensus of the world most would fall in to the catagory of resurrection, either into condemnation, or of life.
Seperated from God, in the afterlife as explained by John, which can be seen as those whom are resurrected on the outside of the kingdom, and those who are resurrected to perhaps be able to enter into the kingdom of God due to faith; in having love for God and love for others; also in the resurrection of Christ.
