JUST THINKING!

IT IS 5 AM,
MY LEGS ARE ON FIRE,
MY HIP WON'T TURN,
SO I SLOWLY RISE,
AND GO TO MY DEN,
PICK UP SOME PAPER
AND BEGAN TO WRITE,
WRITE WORDS WITH,
THIS OLD PEN.

THE MOON IS BRIGHT,
IT REFLECTS THE SUN,
AND LIGHTS UP THE NIGHT.
I SEND SOME EMAILS
TO MY FRIENDS,
AND STAY SAFE,
UNTIL THIS VIRUS PASSES,
SO WE CAN GET OUT,
TO SEE THE FLOWERS,
AND BEAUTIFUL GREEN GRASS,
I MOURN FOR THOSE,
SOULS WHO HAVE PASSED,
PRAYING THEY WERE READY,
TO MAKE IT TO HEAVEN,
AND LIVE IN PEACE,
AND NOT WHERE ,
THE TORMENTS NEVER CEASE.
SO MY PRAYER IS FOR THOSE,
WHO KNOW NOT CHRIST,
THAT WHILE THEY CAN SPEAK,
WHOULD ASK FORGIVENESS
FROM THEIR CREATOR,
THE ONE WHO CAN SAVE THEM,
TO GIVE THEM PERFECT PEACE,
AND PERFECT REST,
AND TO BE ETERNALLY BLEST!
~ WINSTON STAPLES