We make. We destroy.
We laugh, dine, and wine.
We cry amidst woes and pain.
Yes, we merry. We toil.
We pray .We sin and soil
We dream of paradise.
We fall. We rise.
We love. We hate.
We live. We mate.
But lo and behold
The shadow fades into abyss
And our lousy, hurried footsteps
Are no longer heard.