The sight of a fragile body
haunts my constant daydreams
This orginal woman, she is no copy
But is falling apart at the seams

It's as if I am watching Death
Before my very eyes
Take away a body's breath
And unveil societies lies

We aren't prepared to deal 
With the simplicity of passing
It's as if the end isn't real
We live as if our time's surpassing

No one will willingly speak of
This phenomenon called death
then someone whom we dearly love
Has only moments left

So how will we entreat
Our fates for a little more time
To Zues or Hades do we plead
For more moments in their prime

Please think about each second
each minute and each hour
appreciate time and dont be beconned
By Death's fisade of Power