Endless Life

The life that we live,
we have to forgive,
though life is harsh,
there is no point in killing.

We all age,
and we all dance on a stage,
but when the end comes,
You will hear beautiful noises of drums.

You know the end is near,
you've been waiting for this all year,
You start to fade,
You go through this unafraid.

You go through golden gates
and see many clouds,
and through those clouds there are crowds.

It doesn't seem so bad,
You are neither happy nor sad,
But you feel something,
and know its not the end.