Immortal

All around us people are,
Living breathing near and far,
Talking, walking, wishing, dreaming,
To me like lights so brightly beaming,

To the future from the past,
Brilliant lives that do not last
They come in screaming go out dying,
And leave me here to go on crying,

But some of them do leave their mark,
Some new knowledge to which we hark,
And so it is that they live on,
While others die and then are gone,