Watch the Death Go By

Most of my life
lays ahead
I am still a child
yet it is death I dread
I find small comfort
In those that walk by
For I am young
in little time they shall die
a man crosses my way
he smiles at me
I smile back
he looks around forty three
less time for him
and much more for me
Then a mother
a stroller leads her path
Inside a damned baby
it's me it will outlast
Now fate I must accept
Mortality fees are due
This sick world
lets only time come true
I sigh and wither
As the metal starts to rust
There is no beating fate
We are all dust

by Christophe Mannino