So tonight I will toast at your funeral. <br />Because we knew this wouldn’t end well. <br />Lately I’ve began to look and see. <br />That we are lost in our own history. <br /> <br />Times will change and lives will spend <br />Harvests will come and wounds shall mend <br />Hearts will blaze with the past no more, <br />We’ll seek the future, but it wont come <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> I ask for peace yet receive none, <br />And now the present has come undone <br />Now time has shown itself to be a demon that’s cursed <br />And yet we know that we still haven’t seen the worst. <br /> <br />I walked along and couldn’t tell <br />That my sorrow dies with every word. <br /> <br />Truthfully is say no more, and with a smile I toast….at your funeral.<br /><br />johann weiss<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/funeral-16/
