And if we do, it's not enough.
It's not well at all.
They just lie in our bodies, like long dead ghosts,
Awaiting our death days, longing for our funerals,
Just for other different people, to wish to them,
The peace that we're supposed to be giving to them.
'May that soul Rest In Peace.' They would mourn.
What if we gave our souls that same peace,
While we still have it all, before it's all gone?
Maybe hell will be much less chaotic after all!