Dead and gone but in no way forgotten. (a poem)

Death is just another part of life,

people come, people go,

people live, people die,

people laugh, people cry,

some may even laugh until they break down and cry,

reminiscing on time they used to kick back and eat pie,

reminiscing on times they used to kick back and watch life past them by,

but there has to be more to life then this,

I mean there has to be more then living with your head so high up in the mist,

if you don't know then let me hand it to you,

God is the answer, he was the first to come and the first to know you,

God is the father, God is the light,

God is the only way to live your life rite,

so why don't you kick back and give it a try?

after all you might find yourself saying my oh my.

Jesus Christ you are rite, Jesus Christ you are the light.

Jesus Christ you love me, even in the heat of a fight.

Jesus Christ you guide me threw the darkest night

Jesus Christ, your all rite!