To be buried due to old age
Is a dream I take for granted
Allow children time to assuage
Not to join blanketed by the planet

Age, a privilege not given to all
Genocide before nightfall
Malnutrition at the mess hall
Drugs calling souls to awol
Avarice causes many to fall
From buildings so so tall
methanol,
                cannon *****,
                                        alcohol
Death dealers always on the call

But to be buried due to old age
Is a dream I take for granite
tonight
and tomorrow
and tomorrow and tomorrow