The noise of the cock at dawn and the sound of engines at night,
Survivors thrive in life\'s fight,
But uncertainty governs the mind,
And fear being so kind.
Upbeat and grateful men live as days go by,
Without knowing when they will be forced to say bye.
That’s the monster bigger than men,
What cannot be explained with a pen.
The future is planned, though unknown;
Man has no knowledge of his mown.
In life, just love, cast, gas, glass, and brass,
For life, you see, is but grass.