Death
something that was once a form of sadness
now, a form of happiness
sleeping everlastingly
with only yourself
and yourself alone
the baby in the mothers' arms was named lone
though the mother had many loans
The child died the next day due to cancer
the mother did not cry nor did she laugh
but she smiled
You, were at the funeral, and cried
but how could the mother smile, as if she was drunk on wine?
well, death is an everlasting thing
how would she be able to help her child with the amount of debt she had?
she never thought it would turn out this way, did she?
you are only an outsider
you may think death is a horrible thing yes it is,
but to many others, it is an escape from the cruel, wicked, world
which has tainted the lives of many innocent people
turning them into miserable creatures
who only hurt others, and make others' lives worst
and you are not allowed to judge that
but you are only allowed to help stray those people from the very last option
and to also strain them from resorting to wickedness
Death
once a form of sadness
now a form of happiness