A Pardon to Heaven
I know my time soon cometh,
my candle's burning low.
I could not undone the wrongs I did
yet I could do the things I must
before my time will come
which soon cometh.
May heavens forgive me...
for choosing this path;
for if I cease to live
I'll save generations.
I see generations before me,
I choose them over me.
I'll cease to live
that they may live eternally.
For better that I perish
than they to come.
Better that I fall,
than children mourn.
Better that I die than live
and break tender hearts
of angels... sweet angels;
I could not... I would not...
I must not live to see their tears.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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