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Time


You never know how much you have

Or if you will survive

Time is of the essence  

How long you'll stay alive

 

A sacred unknown fate

All depends on the ticking clock

The time ticking, tapping at the door

Death wanting answers to his knock

 

Avoiding is no use

Time will wary on

Death will always find you

Someday you will be gone

 

Time is not your friend

It only pretends to be

You being oblivious

Time laughs at your security

 

Death and Time are companions

They work to find you about

Don't run away, just live your life

Before the time runs out

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