The Dead Live Through the Living

Ashes to Ashes,
We all go threw this process.
Some Take their sweet time,
Others go threw too fast in this process.

Some die, in a blink of an eye,
Some should live,
Some should die,
But the process doesn’t work like that.

Young die,
Old die,
Heroes die,
Villains live.

But death is not the end.
It is the beginning,
A chance to start fresh.
For the beauty of death rests with the living.