When our lives are taken
Heart stops beating
Mind stops thinking
Nerves stop feeling
It is done
Tag Death
Execution Night
In the next few hours while some of us are asleep, nine souls are going to be tied to a cross and shot. Dead. Amongst them, brothers, sons, husbands, fathers, a daughter and mother.
People will say they did the crime, now do the time. They are going to be doing the time. By paying with the rest of their lives.
Myuran Sukumaran, a reformed man (if only because he was caught), will refuse a head mask. He will be facing his executioners until he can no longer see. Hands and feet bound, there will be nowhere to go.
Nine cheap coffins have been delivered. White coffins to match their white clothes. White clothes with a target sign to mark their heart. Their dying day has already been engraved on a wooden cross to mark their lives.
They know the date, they know the time, they know the manner in which they will die. And now all they have to do is wait. Until their hearts are peppered with bullets. Ten shooters for each soul, three with live ammunition *so that no one knows who fired the final fatal shot*
And those that refuse mercy, will have dinner, and sleep, and live their lives. Perhaps watch with satisfaction the agony of the mothers and fathers and sisters and brothers and children left behind. Content with their hearts untouched by bullets, and untouched by mercy too.
Our Essence
Nothing matters
After this life has passed
Choices, choosing, living, crying
We are rushing to that moment
One moment when the cord of life
Is snapped and all that we are
Here and now, all that we know
Will be wiped away
Leaving our flesh as dust
And the life we lived
As memories in those that remain
Setting Sun
Born for eternity
Bound for one
Endless shore
Life is passing
Death approaching
The day once over
Will pass our way
No more
Farewell, Coco
Our bunny’s dead
We cannot bear
The pain within our chest
We do not know
What caused his hurt
Or why he had to go
He was alive
And now he’s gone
Breathed his final breath
We love you, Coco
We wish you didn’t go!
xoxo
https://movingtowardsthelight.com/2014/10/01/coco-by-my-daughter/
Fall’s Cold Bite
Fall is in the air
The cold is biting my skin
The day is dark
Sun’s bright light is dimmed
And I know it is just around the corner
When I will be taken back
Back to that time of my life
To that knock on the door
Telling me
Oh, telling me
So cruelly
That my loved one
Is no more
Breathing
Every night
When I hear you sleep
I hear
Each breath you take
The beating
Of your resting heart
Keeps you
Alive and here with me
And when
That beating stops
You would
Be taken away from me
So finally
Sudden Death
I heard my
Mother’s voice
During the week
Of an April past.
On the weekend
She was gone,
That is how
Very sudden
Death can be.
Where is the Light?
Body found in burning car
Locked in trunk
And set alight
Farmers butchered
Tortured, raped
Executions, heads cut off
And then I wonder
In this world so dark
Where is the light?
The following article relates to an incident in the vicinity of my high school
http://m.news24.com/news24/SouthAfrica/News/Body-found-in-burning-car-20150302
Destined To Die
When your life has no meaning
And your breath has no weight
When your soul is invisible
To those who hold the gun
When you are born to a world
Where love is overshadowed with
All the hate that can exist
Where there is no mercy
In the evil hearts of men
Then say your prayers and know that
You are destined to die
Thoughts with Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran who are scheduled to be transferred to their execution island tomorrow
I feel ill
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