Jan 18
2 min read
Life After Death
Like day after night
The security wears black and I wear white.
I haven’t worn color since He died.
He is dead in the earth and I am alive.
But we all know that’s a lie.
I stand by his grave and see green growing,
Whereas I feel nothing but dead inside.
A man is not dead in the earth. He comes back to life.
Bugs…
