Power

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