The days are short, nights are cold
Another day closer to getting old
Present in body, present in mind
Fighting the creeping rapid decline
For now I am here, but soon I'll be gone
A speck of time, another dawn
We presently live in the past
and we've already cemented the future
Persistence of a
delusional existence.
Quit thinking and start living.
Cut down on giving, to the unloving and unliving.
I am mine.