Though we will never hear the tolling for us of the funeral bell
For all of us there will be a final farewell
Since we are born as mortals why otherwise pretend
Life is a journey for us that will end
In life every day some new challenge for to meet
In this Human World where many compete
With each other for this thing known as material success
We have this need in us our peers to impress
Perhaps the competitiveness in us is a survival gene
This need for recognition makes us want to be seen
As materially successful which is good for our self esteem
We are creatures of ego is how it does seem
But no matter what we achieve for us a last farewell
As for all of us it ends in the tolling of the funeral bell.
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