MESSAGE FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE
My labor over life's enormous span
was interrupted by a sudden death.
I hope for people to recall what man
they knew before his last recorded breath.
I speak the language that I always spoke,
but not too loudly, more with feeling here.
I spend my time among the simple folk
I overlooked before. They still stand near.
I know the purpose and the meaning of my life!
I hover, ever watchful of your mood.
The light and darkness here reflect your strife.
I long to feed you with this special food!
Be seen and heard by all your dead! We live!
We walk the path with you, and we forgive.
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