O how precious young life could be;
Horizon ahead - a journey to the valleys of sea.
But rapture looms & mortal falls
With angel tears in Heaven's wall.
Behold! Deep slumber is just as sweet;
Darkling shadow prolong thy sleep.
Forlorn breath, prophetic dream;
Become death - nature's evil scheme.
O futile soul what become of thee?
Gasping for breath, have you failed to see;
The scene of life, the life of sins
Then to bid farewell in misery.
O to die young - an enigmatic state;
Master of faith casts the final fate!
Bless the mortals with flesh & lust;
Then curse the breathless into specks of dust.
