“Corey Dean Ringrose
24/10/1988
03/05/2023
2-The dead Living
The end of life can bring a chill
You may fear your god has no higher will
No final judgment, Not even a chance
to right the wrongs for your last final dance
Some may fear this empty fate
Your consciousness meeting its long awaited date
Nothing but ashes with dust left behind
others see hope
The blind leading the blind
You pass every moment rarely seizing the joys
Divided by two our boys with our toys
Your time is coming yours may seem to brief
They praise our love whilst we deny any relief
The echo starts on beyond the sky
The never ending sound of your mothers cry
Embrace the pain with sadness ,with fear,
be brave you say as you can not see clear
You stand there still as it shakes below
This Everlasting suffering with nothing to show
Her voice, so sweet as the innocent grow
Our Timing is perfect, as we let no one no.
Nowhere to run no where to hide, only a whisper with all of her might,
Our future together looking left not right
As the hearts in Love while your world fills with fright
A warning to you, with those you choose to sway,
The demon is hear and here to stay
So when you hear the deafening sound
Be ready for us as we all are
hellbound.”
CoreyDringrose via Apple Podcasts ·
New Zealand ·
05/25/23