Spring, summer, winter, fall,
Seasons will change, bugs will crawl.
People come and people go,
Rivers and streams run and flow.
Birds will fly,
Babies cry,
Everyday someone dies.
Life is death,
To hate’s to love,
To worship Satan is to worship God above.
I love him,
He loves her,
She loves someone else,
This life’s a blur.
Smoking bad,
Alcohol good,
Gold is metal,
Trees are wood.
To live is to die,
To die is to live,
This is a choice,
Made on one, single whim.
