Trace

Please picture me dead,

my head now a rock, hollow,

hello, picture me dead,

so as to not waste time with silly rhymes,

picture me gone from the planet

leaving just my atoms behind, say it now,

whatever you wish to tell me,

I'll take it to my grave but always have it with me,

my mother's last "I love you.",

my best treasure,

look me in the face and say that we

have different Creators, honest, say it,

I know you can not,

so what's your game,

merely surviving, not striving

for the moon, make way for everybody,

it doesn't matter if they are late,

this is our show,

and we have all the stars on our side,

how about it,

look me in the face,

tell me that we are in the same race,

and you believe in grace.