That Everyone Is Replaceable

 That everyone is replaceable as a truism remain

As true as that a loss to one becomes another's gain

If you wish to go to where many who thought they were irreplaceable are

Take a short walk to the cemetery where many of the town's dead are

In cemeteries many who thought they were irreplaceable but without them life goes on today

That everyone is replaceable is only true to say

We are born to life as mortals eventually for to die

And she or he who believes they are irreplaceable do believe their own lie

From many who thought they were irreplaceable the gift of life has gone

But the World did not end on the day they died and without them life goes on

They were not as important as they made themselves out to be

Death that visits everyone of ego sets them free

Those who think they are irreplaceable are not of the few

And that time too will prove them wrong is not saying what is new.