Death

Why today are we so afraid of death?
The lord has perfect timing and reasons,
yet is seems as if it's the wrong seasons.
Family should not cry, you've been put to rest,
I miss you so much, it's like a nagging pest.
Your mom smiles, yet you're her only son,
Many days later the cryings now done.
In the end, we'll see it's like a sad test,
Even though your gone, your loved and still missed,
Even though i know I'll see you again,
I'm still left in this world of sadness.
For taking your life, he'll always be dissed.
As i sit here all alone in my den
I feel as if I'm sinking in madness.