Death
A.K.
Death awaits us all
The weakest and the small
Death awaits the rest
The biggest and the best
Few are destined to be happy
Sitting on a cloud
Looking down on life
And thinking "what a hell"
And the people down below
Standing on this plane
Are looking down as well
And thinking, "that won't come to me."
But the know their soul will fall
Others still are looking down
Thinking, "Is this what waits for me?"
They find the answer as probably
Very few find just maybe.
Yet the people looking up
From deep below the earth
Are thinking other things.
That hell is better than this
I miss my cars my homes and rings.
Now truly no one's happy,
And truly no one knows
How much he has to lose
Until he gives it all.
Death is like a shark
Devouring us whole
Many find their beginnings
But all find their ends
In that hungry sharks great maw
And thus this life does end,
For all who lived and died,
New ones are born
In every waking minutes
To replace those who have fried.
All of us become
When all is said and done
Food for that great shark
Who lives to take us all.