Once more sheol – her lips did part 
Glance inside - view her black heart 
Her aim - to swallow, engulf the weak
She delights, to hear the coffin creak

Silently stalking – selecting her prey
Her appetite craving a child this day
Her affair with death - ever so quenchless
Man's enemy death ever relentless

Why O’ why Death choose you, my son this day?
My precious, my sweet, so still, does he lay
Rigid silence heard - no beat to his heart 
My child's breast lies still- no breath to impart 

Why O' why Death did you leave part of me? 
Why not all my life in your harsh decree? 
Leaving me broken - totally swept-back 
All sunlit morns, have become pitch-black 

My dying concluded -how could it be? 
Is it I who strides along aimlessly? 
I feel no life- I lost all my thunder 
Life does go on - WHY- I wonder.

             Sher Charboneau 
             09-16-99