(you might want to read my previous poem "Eternity"...might give some meaning..got some one i love dyin..probably tonight..so that's why..i write what i write tonight
--steve

Death
waitin' in the air
standin' there
it get's hard ta' bare

Death
you can smell it
you can tell it
when it's there
it's there
that's clear
ya' feel it in the fear
losin' someone so dear

Death
pasin' on
passin' byein'
dyin'
see the look
the "Why'in'"

me
i'm just cryin'

Death
come to all of us
maybe that's why we cuss
and
make such a fuss
about livin'
about givin'

we all know
we're gonna' die
still the livin'
or the dyin'
ask "the whyin'"

still we cry
guess
'till we said good-bye

then it's done
then it's over
toasted bun
four leaf clover

refried beans
know what i means
just seems
the livin'
must be worth the dyin'
the cryin'

once we're dead
once the books been read
that's you're story
so don't worry

Death
try ta' find a word
that ryhmes with that


maybe it ryhmes
maybe it rythmns
with the given

we're all born to die
don't ask why
you can cry
ask your self "why?"

but Death
comes to all of us

yeah maybe that's why
we cuss
why we fuss

maybe that's why
we cry