That last moment one cannot describe
That last breath, the fear that grips the heart
Maybe if death could be bribed
Then a negotiation could have sufficed
The helplessness; knowing it’s the last
No warning …no choice to be made
Death seeps in and cuts off existence
A face that once wore smiles fades
Do we call it chance or maybe destiny
Who knew it was their final destination
Just a split second and it’s all dark
A black Sunday indeed!
I'm short of words but pray that God almighty cleanses and restores our land.
May the souls of those affected by the Dana Plane Crash Rest
in Perfect Peace!
Amen
