Y/ Dead Or Alive

A hundred years from now, I will be dead And of all my body, including my head Nothing will be left, except just, Perhaps a very small pile of dust. But somewhere deep inside the hope is there That some of my thoughts, some of my care some of my spirit, some of my inspiration will still be alive, moving a new generation A hundred years from now, also you, You will be dead like me, too I hope that also your spirit lives on In many generations to come A hundred years away, We’ll be dead, yes, you and me but our kindnesses of today will be still alive, they’ll still be.