Wealth and riches can't suspend
Man's lease on life they can't extend
Nor can prevent what's imminent
At the appointed time of death
All attempts are bound to fail
Apothecary shall prove futile
No amount of tincture or elixir
Can make the body live forever
Just like the law of gravity
We will all end up in a cavity
A hole six feet below the ground
Or in the hollow of an urn
Death is inevitable, that's for sure
It's something none could ever cure
So let us live our life with passion
Before we fade into oblivion
© Don M. Luman-ag
15.09.2021