We Share

We share one thing in common one has to agree We all have our memories of for us what used to be Yet in all of our lives the clocks are ticking fast And we cannot physically live in the past Time keeps ever ticking and ticking away And at the stroke of midnight the past will be today And since us humans are born to mortality Some of us tomorrow may not live to see And life does go on as the wise one does say A lot of people who thought they were unexpendable In cemeteries lay We are born to die why otherwise pretend And the Reaper of lives is not anyone's friend A last Winter, Spring and Summer and Fall For the wealthy and famous like the poor since death is for all.