Your tombstone is prepared.
Open your eyes
It is before you.
You may hide in a drug filled daze,
Or sport filled craze.
But one thing is sure.
Death will always be knocking at your door.
The tick, tock of time marches relentlessly on.
Your demise approaches with much haste from the moment of conception.
Not a moment to waste, it may be your last.
H.H. …… ever