When death has come to my doorstep
and is waiting for my soul.
And you've come to weep beside me
and say your final goodbyes to me
I shall not pay my toll and go.
When terror is high overhead
and children cannot share.
When all are mad or sick in bed
I shall not care.
When elders need a place to rest
and angels cannot find a breath.
When very space is taken up
and even life itself is stuffed
I shall not move.
When the world is made silent
and lovers break the promises
they meant to keep.
When laughter has disappeared
and loves music no longer fills
the air
I shall not speak.
I shall be stone, my heart hardened, my eyes sightless, my mind silenced.
I shall be water, my kiss relieving, my sound serene, my power believed.
I shall be wind, my movement unseen, myself unclean, my hit unbroken, my will unspoken.
I shall be fire, my step destructive, my touch corruptive, my voice choking, my thought provoking.
For I am a beautiful disguise
over self-centered lies.
For this is life in this day and age
and I am people as they are
today.
And all of this will never seem
strange.
For I am human,
I shall not change.
