When We Are No More

Our end will surely come.
someday we will have to go home,
To dwell in peace or relive our mess,
Let home be nothing like Rome.

When we are no more the sun will still shine
And love will still be laced with madness,
Nothing may change
And somebody may miss those things that annoyed them.
That lover will find another to bother
And our mothers will still find time to party.
Another will never say what they never had guts to say ,
The congregation will say amen and drink to it ,
Some will finally associate with us
Whilst painting their walls with pictures of us
To increase the likes and make new friends.
Birds will continue to sing
Wars will still remain a measurement of someone’s pride.
When we are no more somethings will change.

Our end will surely come.
someday we will have to go home
To dwell in peace or relive our mess.
Let home be nothing like Rome.

Miidong