Don’t Stop Living
I have a terminal disease
And every day it reminds me more
It attacks from my neck to my knees
Oh yeah to my feet that hit the floor
And yet what is worse is in my head
For it does a nifty work there too
There is no place that it doesn’t tread
Wreaking its convoluted snafu
It is more common than Covid will ever be
And much more fatal to both you and me
And our mind tries to tell us it isn’t true
We live in defiance by the things we do
But what can we do with this our plight
What kind of mandates should we require
What kind of passion can aid in the fight
And fuel the hope of our soul’s desire
As long as we don’t make it too tough
The answer is simply plain to see
Just tell this disease we’ve had enough
We won’t stop living, because of A G E