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.