Our Journeys Through Life

Our journeys through life for us all have to end And on our way we will make many a friend And though you may become the toast of the town There's always the few to try to drag you down A journey that must end for the monarch and knave For the wealthy and famous the fearful and brave For the haves and the have nots and for those who wield power They wither to die like an Autumnal flower The true egalatarian when all is said and done Is the Reaper of lives who does claim everyone Between the life of the president and pauper he does not differentiate All of the money in the World could not buy him for a mate With face lifts and hair dyes you may fight time's decay But your life's journey must end for you some night or day