Death should have no space.
No room to be; carry its motion.
It shouldn't hold place aside for loved ones.
Why do we allow it to construct;
A chance to lure us.
Who gave it permission.
Who gave it this chance.
Making its mark and feeding all the while.
I concede it must exist,
but in such harrowing moments?
It flourishes on its own destruction.
Can it not require peace at its fore.
Granting grace and ellegence..
Allowing beauty to shine as a first.
Let us rest now, with a memory fresh.
Leave him at peace now, to enjoy
the glory he has earned not among us,
but among his life.