THEY DIE

 

They die

They die everyday

Millions die

Like cells

Like dander

They die from disease

They die from war

They die from autos

And guns

And famine

And violence.

Slough it off

Two billion

souls to go

We'll never make it

Ain't no time to mourn

Not even a thought 

Nor the sentiment.

The bill is due

Their lives

have are spent.

Thus allowing me

to raise the rent.

V