I wrote this poem as though years from now when people are looking down upon my dead body.

When you look down upon my face;

And you see the sadness and also the disgrace,

Please remember, they were not always there;

But think of me in your thoughts and your prayer.

As it was not really that long ago;

When happiness and joy in my face did show,

When love and peace had also occupied my heart;

But then from me, those emotions did part.

A smile and a laugh was the first to leave;

Then next were my dreams and the need to believe,

My feelings and words of compassion would disappear;

Then stronger grew my hate, and also my fear.

The world that I knew it was no longer my friend;

The hope that I had I would no longer send,

My life and my home it became a different place;

And it is all there when you look down, upon my face.

RANDY L. MCCLAVE

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