My passion lies askew and lost
To honesty, there is great cost
I am not sure I have that strength
Since my time is not of great length.
For presently, my age it shows
Although not yet in deep repose
However soon the shadows fall
When I receive that final call.
Upon whose shoulders it will be
I’ll place my cloak of destiny
Who has the will to carry on
This war I chose to fully don ?
