Flowers to your enemies…

par Jullian Angel

The day that you die, from a rude heart attack,
And you see all your life suddenly flashing back ;
Then you will sense how you did no right,
When there should be heaven in white light.

Too late for regrets or apologies,
And no flowers sent to your enemies…
Then receive mine, through your agony.
I’ll see you at the ceremony.

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