Lots of people will die today
Unfortunately . . that is part of life
Some of old age and peacefully
Others violently . . by gun or knife
Of course, We cannot live for ever . .
And few would want to anyway
But life is really special . .
And we shouldn’t fritter it away
Thousands die as they cross the street
Without looking where they’re going
Others from self caused ailments
As they reap from what they’re sowing
If we are good we’ll go to heaven
Well . . That’s what the Bible says
But God doesn’t give us choices
And we pass so many ways
But we live on within our love ones
And in their children yet to come
As our story passes into legend . .
And our account goes on and on
Yes . . Lots of people will die today
But thankfully I still have a little time
Tomorrow’s papers will have obituaries
But thankfully now of them is mine
So I try to make the most of it
I enthuse everything with laughter
And despite my final circumstance
In fact . . I will live forever after
Yes - I'm sure my life will continue
In some mysterious . . unexplainable way
So day by day I accept . . what’s inevitable
But of course . . now and then I pray
Albert Gazeley (c) April 2009
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