When I Die -Dec.1999

When I die, who will be there to cry?
Just my father, my mother , my sisters, my bothers.
I'm sure there won't be much others.

Maybe a friend or cousin or two.
They will be the few who really knew you.
Most of us journey through life simply unknown
no glory, no riches, no fame.
Very few will even remember your name.

When I die who will be there to cry.
You dance through life with the bat of an eye.
Finding truth but also many a lie.
That's the purpose of life.
Finding the truth from the lie.

If you fail to do that when you die we should all cry because the purpose of life is to find the truth from the lie.