My Friend, The Church Choir Is Come Poem by Thomas Duncky

Look up here and see and hear
All of them have gathered here
Your enemies, your friends and all our peers
Open your eyes now and see it's the same fellows we've been with all these years
But my friend won't wake
He is in a deep slumber, purely in another state

My friend, the church choir is now come
Beside me i hear the hymning from some
The women and the girls all loved you
No wonder their tear flow would Lunyangwa full
Open your eyes now my friend, lest you be the only fool
But my friend won't wake
He is in a deep slumber, purely in another place

Your mother is crying my friend
She can't take anymore of your tragic end
Wake up now! Can't you feel me shaking your head? !
Don't you lie there pretending your are dead!
But my friend won't shake
He is already woken from the deep slumber, probably past heaven's gate!