Death Upon Us All

We've become
Bewildered over the years.
This Holy Spirit who has taught us
The value of fears.
Its a shame.
This government has become a selfish game
Leading us quickly to our graves.

But soon I will tell you,
"I knew it all along"
This is where we belong:
In a world without borders
No guns, no bombs
No worries; no struggles
No battles for power or income
You better run
Once the earth hits that sun
In a shadowy twilight
Into dust and mold we shall become
Then shall your tears fall like evaporated dirt;
Mud on your wealthy clothes
Shit, you thought you were getting old
But this is how our fanally will be
When our curtains finally close
Who will be the blame?
No one.
Simply just that
Its not a matter of statistics
In the end,
Who will care about facts?