The Great Journey Home

Tis time of the darkness that comes to us all
That blanket of shadow that comes to call
Young or Old, it has no favourites or friends
It comes to take us to the ultimate end

Run we may from it's sharpened edged sword
To stab us through the heart without a word
Are we ready for the great one stop journey
Never ever shall we go with hearts worry

Let us embrace this great expedition with grace
That we may step up to that glourious place
Where we can embrace our obvious end
To that place called heaven we hope to ascend

by Gus Cassidy

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I feel the hopelessness and grief of this verse; and I identidy with it. Many years ago, from the other side, like a blow to the stomach.