The enemy is death

Death is not nostalgic,
Death is the destroyer
keeping us from God

Death is not an enigma,
but a lie cloaked in pride

Death is not a peaceful slumber
but the devil’s venom,
don’t die, without the One
who defeated death,
don’t live, without falling
before the Feet of the Majestic
One called Jesus.

Death does not purpose in
reuniting one’s loved ones,

It is to finally come Home
to where we belong

Death severs the ties
of here and now,
Death is not an old uncle
nor is it a lover
the last kiss of a clinging
desperation
left upon
the lips of the dying.

Death holds no esteem
for the living,
There is no Reverance for Life
as embryo and old men
as wars have killed
and men have murdered
women and teen

no struggle to survive
it is to have fallen
into a spider’s web for some
into an eternal abyss,

There is no immortality
without God
no higher power
to do our bidding
to cheat death
There is Judgment
A Throne,
A Living God

Souls rise up
to understand
that there is a Second Death
more permanent than the first
but deserved

More deserved than
the former.

The First Death
takes our flesh
(but not our souls)
Not always with Justice

The Dead do not speak,
The Dead do not know

The Living truly know
Life is a Gift
not a tease of the senses
nor a gluttony of pleasure

We Live To Meet Our Maker
If only this life you have Hope

The Dead neither know
nor judge
nor hope,
they are dead.
Dead in flesh
that is corrupted
and passions
that are useless

Living in the corpse
of their sins

(Jesus Christ overcame death
HE IS THE propitiation
HE DIED ONCE AND FOR ALL
death has no meaning
to the follower of Christ
death has no power
to the one who has faith)

The Dead do not Speak
nor reason
having returned
to the dark dirt
of the earth

Suicide is not a lover

nor is death a friend
to be embraced,
but an enemy to be vanquished.

misfit1965
(image not mine)