The Fact Is We Are Mortals

Though the living their deceased friends do never forget This evening for some will be their last sunset In Spring never more for to walk in the park of the town And hear the birds singing just after sundown Though from the town in the flesh they may have gone In their children the seeds of their genes does live on For in most human beings there is this strong need Before they die in humanity to plant their seed. And their children to their children stories will tell Of how in tough times their grandma and grandad done well And earned their living in the honest way And in the making of a better World to live in their own part did play That we are mere mortals even the most arrogant come to realize This morning for some has been their last sunrise Eventually life's reaper on all does call time The old and the young and those in their life's prime The fact is we are mortals and fact does not lie And we are born helpless and as helpless we die Amongst the living life's Reaper does not have a friend For all of us life's journey comes to an end.