Death, the inevitable call,
Awaits at everyone's door,
Neither the bold, nor the mighty,
No one can escape the surrender.
Even a few minutes at a war memorial,
Can make mighty hearts shudder with fear,
In mute silence, we conquer desire, be genial,
And be one with them, that are now not here.
I realize now,
Tithonus did lament,
Saddened by fading charm,
Crippled by old age, and being
Consumed by cruel immortality.
Also cipher that immortality,
Bestowed upon him by Eos,
Was condemned, for she
Neglected to grant him,
Immortal Youth.
Tithonus only wished to be
Restored to ground and be laid,
And thought, "happy are they,
Who have the power to die".
To possess the power to perish,
Is not easy for the lesser mortals;
It's indeed easier to blossom, flourish,
And wither away, to reach the portals
Of The Eternal Paradise!
Awaits at everyone's door,
Neither the bold, nor the mighty,
No one can escape the surrender.
Even a few minutes at a war memorial,
Can make mighty hearts shudder with fear,
In mute silence, we conquer desire, be genial,
And be one with them, that are now not here.
I realize now,
Tithonus did lament,
Saddened by fading charm,
Crippled by old age, and being
Consumed by cruel immortality.
Also cipher that immortality,
Bestowed upon him by Eos,
Was condemned, for she
Neglected to grant him,
Immortal Youth.
Tithonus only wished to be
Restored to ground and be laid,
And thought, "happy are they,
Who have the power to die".
To possess the power to perish,
Is not easy for the lesser mortals;
It's indeed easier to blossom, flourish,
And wither away, to reach the portals
Of The Eternal Paradise!
