Die someday

I am going to die some day, Perhaps surrounded by my children, If I’ve managed to grow old, Or surrounded by my friends, If I have yet to grow cold. It is possible that I’ll be too weary, From a long and hard day’s life, To hear them say their goodbyes, The ones who have been with me, Through trouble and through strife. Perhaps I shall die alone, In a hospital bed, Long after my fellows are dead, Or perhaps i shall take my life on my own, But either way I am going to die someday. I am going to rot while the grass still grows green, Nothing about the world will change, When the time comes for my absence from it, The world will not grieve and will forget all I’ve seen, It will forget all I’ve done and keep everywhere I’ve been, Because everyone’s going to die someday.