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.