Death Spirit

The extinction spirit termination of the body, Sins brought the anonymous figure, blow by wind scatter Like dust in the air, goes in, goes out from nowhere. The sins hinder, untouched to the realm mode, The latitude unclaimed to the perfect sacred home, Though immortal, but dead in sin. Shrill spirit burning on fire, murmuring in echoes voice Hoping for freedom of existence, letting go of all Committed sins, asking forgiveness. God watching in heaven mercy and love He endures. An understandable way man cannot explain The reason, to bring the spirit back to life. © Jocelyn Dunbar 28 April 2006 9:45 PM