Death to be Immortal

To be immortal
To last forever
To go from beginning to nothing
To count forever
To never stop
An endless line
Fingers tranquilly play upon a harp
Each string -a man's life
Your string is endless
A glory
A fate
A dream
I hate
Although you live forever
You can be forever in pain
A love you'll see die
From family to friend
Watching is your role
Speaking is foolish
You watch time pass
You watch as buildings rise and fall
People rise and fall
As death counts off they skip you
You are time's watcher
You are the endless number
You are a held out note
You are the child death looked past
Though you are visible
The non-believers see past you
While the strong willed ones see past your face
In to your heart
They are the people creating the buildings
They are the people playing the notes
They are the people counting to you
They are time
They are death
They are the duelists
They are the Rose Children