We all know where the life's journey for us began
And the place where we grew into a woman or man
And though some will tell you of the future they do know
In their self assumptions their arrogance show
It is said that from living life insights we do gain
And past good and bad memories with us will remain
Till the Reaper claims the life from us whenever that will be
The journey through life must end for you and me
And the monarch and the president and the pauper and all
To the scythe of the reaper eventually do fall
The Seasons pass quickly on looking to the past
We come to realize that time has ticked on fast
And the facts remain with us and facts never lie
That like all other life forms we are born to die.
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