Let see the body …and the DNA…and anything else to prove he is dead.
Today nothing is certain. Attempt at Ghosting himself possibly.
Who knows.
Make it rain already ……………….
Feel the burn yet DS……..?
Here is something for your wounds.
Ain't seen nothing yet.
"Heyr Himna SmiĂ°ur"
Excellent choice Anon. One of my favorites…
Have you read the story that inspired this piece?
"Heyr Himna SmiĂ°ur" is an Icelandic poem written in or just before 1208 AD. It was written by Kolbeinn Tumason who was a chieftain in one of the Icelandic family clans at the beginning of the most violent and turbulent time in Icelandic history.. The poem is a prayer to God for strength, peace, and guidance in the face of the prospect of open inter-clan warfare.
Fitting……..
These young people sing it excellently ….
"Heyr Himna SmiĂ°ur" (Maker of Heaven )
Listen, smith of the heavens,
what the poet asks.
May softly come unto me
your mercy.
So I call on thee,
for you have created me.
I am thy slave,
you are my Lord.
God, I call on thee to heal me.
Remember me, mild one1,
Most we need thee.
Drive out, O king of suns,
generous and great,
every human sorrow
from the city of the heart.
Watch over me, mild one,
Most we need thee,
truly every moment
in the world of men.
send us, son of the virgin,
good causes,
all aid is from thee,
in my heart.