In the end as untamed as a child
Aged people scream Oh monsters wild
A selfish as a newborn in distress
They want another mother they confess
The one who has the loudest voice survives
In the end we all will lose our lives
Quieter patients suffer through this noise
They may be too weak to raise their voice
Waiting now to surf the final waves.
Who will be the fastest to the grave?
How my heart sings 