HERE BEFORE US
(A positive dirge)
Here before us elderly lies
Wearied, worn and very wane,
Died of good health gone with age
With youth and vibrancy all defunct.
Though once a time he was a gem
A man of manly manners made,
A king and a champion all in one
Of fresh and newly blood and bones.
Here before us lies the past,
Now stripped of any presence kept
A history stripped and only left
With memories lit in faded colors.
Though of an era past and distant,
He was a thing dearly desired
More than gems and diamonds too
No price ever could match his worth.
Here before us indifference lies
In a static state and stagnant
In this world, lifeless and listless
Lethargic, languid and torpid.
Once in him was greatly action
Ambition, toughness and talent,
In many ways inspiring and funny,
He loved to fly, though now he lies.
Here before us lies the flesh
Yet we think and talk of greatness,
Could he then be gone and done
By just an end to the flesh he wore?
(A positive dirge)
Here before us elderly lies
Wearied, worn and very wane,
Died of good health gone with age
With youth and vibrancy all defunct.
Though once a time he was a gem
A man of manly manners made,
A king and a champion all in one
Of fresh and newly blood and bones.
Here before us lies the past,
Now stripped of any presence kept
A history stripped and only left
With memories lit in faded colors.
Though of an era past and distant,
He was a thing dearly desired
More than gems and diamonds too
No price ever could match his worth.
Here before us indifference lies
In a static state and stagnant
In this world, lifeless and listless
Lethargic, languid and torpid.
Once in him was greatly action
Ambition, toughness and talent,
In many ways inspiring and funny,
He loved to fly, though now he lies.
Here before us lies the flesh
Yet we think and talk of greatness,
Could he then be gone and done
By just an end to the flesh he wore?
