Everyone Get To Die
Tick and tock, the travelling footsteps of the clock
Footprints lost in the path of silence as time walks
The poor price a space, the rich buys the place
Truths stay hidden, lies keep bleeding
But everyone gets to die…
Thoughts escorted by tears, realizing my fears
Heaven and hell, don’t know what to tell
The poor stay needy, the rich get greedy
Thirst to succeed and prayers to proceed
But everyone gets to die…
Needs and wants are the only things that keep us going
Dreams turns into nightmares but nightmares never become dreams
Fantasies beclouds our meditations
We dine with infatuations
Even beauty is made of dust
And love sometimes comes from lust
But everyone gets to die…
Leaders parading on the platform of deceit
Even patience cannot wait this long for a change
Promises wait to be broken again
Because déjà vous has come to play
But everyone get to die…
Voracious appetite, today is never enough
So we pray a bigger tomorrow would come
How many wishes
How many fingers still itches
There is time for everything
Even times when everyone gets to die…
#Benarmani(lines&letters)
Foot notes:
I was listening to a song titled ‘everyone gets to die’ by Brymo, and I got inspired to chip in a little poetry from my understanding. Hope you loved it? And thumbs up to Brymo for a wonderful song… Thanks.
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