Light a candle for the fallen comrade who fought a good fight but lost
the battle with death and is now six foot under. Sing a lamentation
for the soul thats gone heavenward too soon, leaving questions and
broken hearts. Write a poem in honour of achievements and successes.
Shed a tear or two or let it flood , let the pain out because death
hurts so deep, it breaks psychological barriers. Life is death, and
death is life. We are all warriors fighting a battle to stay alive, to
ride our horses faster then death's pale horse. But death has marked a
date and time in his diary, where you and he shall meet and only one
shall remain standing. So remember time is short and it waits for no
man. Plan for death as you plan for life, because what you do here has
repercussions for the next. Live a life worthy of the creator that
made you a masterpiece, with gifts and talents to light up the world
in colour. We are dust, from dust we came to dust we shall return.