Human Nature

Tears, no matter the amount shed Cannot resurrect the dead This knowledge leaves the living broken Such is the way of women and men The loss of another can shatter one to pieces Which life will be the next that ceases? It is not the loss itself that causes such grief It's knowing that you could be next to crumble like a leaf Fear of death fills us with dread We want to live forever instead Such a foolish concept we let seep in Leaving all its believers feeling chagrin