Red Is

It does not matter who you are or the color of your skin The life's journey that will end for all from a woman does begin With each other we share so much in common our similarities are not rare It is the same air they do breathe the pauper and the billionaire Born as mortals into life time on us ticks away For each and every one of us a final night and day The billionaire and the pauper a known stranger to fame By the one known as the Life's Reaper are treated as the same No escaping the Reaper of lives since death it is for all For the wealthiest people in the World there is a final Fall No matter what you do achieve your journey in life will end The one who swings the scythe of death does not have any friend In many ways we are similar quite similar indeed No matter your color or your race red is the blood you bleed.