When time will come for you to die –
Will you behave like shocked guy,
Or will prefer to keep your silence,
Or rush and cry with hate and violence?
And how you’ll rate your used life –
Is is but One? Two? Three? Four? Five?
And who will be with you that time?
And what was your life’s biggest crime?
And what the question you will ask
Before it is your final dusk?
And will you face without fear
Her silent gaze, which would be near?
And what will be your final words –
Are they melodious chords?
Or will they sound just like this:
“Oh death, hold on! I beg you, please!”?
There is some time now to decide
Before it is your final night,
Until it is your final dusk,
How will you answer, being asked.
For judging way of how you died
One understands of how you’ve lived,
It may be most important thought –
So plan accordingly life’s plot.