how will it be when
it's the end of the line?
when we take our last breath
when we bargain for more time...
some will die with smiles on their faces
some will die looking at peace
some will fight the slippery seconds
some will go with mouths full of hate...
when does the realness of life sink in? will the touching of flesh inspire wearing a better face?
a man died with his 10 children and ex-wife surrounding him. his liver was one big scar tissue, the number of good cells dwindling to one.. one daughter felt the heat, the energy of his passing through her, one held up the hard crust that was her wall. she never made amends, never said i love you...
when does the realness of arrogance sink in? to think we have time to be so reckless...i'm learning, i'm learning. today has come but i'm iffy about tomorrow. so i'll say i love you and love you, i'll walk by your side.
i'll make the mad dash through the falling rocks, instead of saving my own.
i'll kneel and light the candle with you, pray to kingdom come.