Immortals to Flies
since he always dies.
Spit bubbles to rocks
since we always die in flocks.
Peace may never come
since we don't care where we're from.
A smile and a handshake
but behind his back is the stake.
So what's the loss if you die
with no more days of getting high?
No more pain for all your woes.
No more stubbing your toes.
No more bitching from the government
and no new bills that the man sent.
So why do we all fear death so?
Since there's better places to go.

06/20/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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