For Death

Close the windows to your soul.

Dream your dreams.

Then let them go.

Watch them soar before your eyes.

You race this race

Without a prize.

No destination, still you're lost.

And day by day

You pay the cost.

With blood-filled tears, and buckets of sweat.

You fear your fears.

The day is set.

For life is short, the end is soon.

For death, yes death

Is why we're groomed.