He was born crying <br />And people around him smiling <br />To lonely he was a friend <br />To every one he was godsend <br />A son of god that descend <br />To elders he would bend <br />He was all in the new trend <br />He always had a hand to lend <br />And on him you could always depend <br />But he didn’t know where all this would end <br />He didn’t know where this journey would end <br />He didn’t know when this journey would end <br />He didn’t know how this journey would end <br />But he knew that it was near <br />And that was his fear <br />He hoped it wasn’t fast <br />He didn’t want anything in haste <br />But fate came its way <br />And it neared – the doomsday <br />All were in prayers <br />They were all aware <br />But no one could stop the nightmare <br />They couldn’t say it was unfair <br />And on my lap <br />Within the smallest gap, without a trap <br />He fought for his last breath <br />He met his master of death <br />And there he lay- smiling <br />And everyone around him crying<br /><br />sania harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-breathed-his-last/
