The moment he says - it is time
I will counter: but is it? Why is it?
Why now - why not then when
The car struck like a clock at 9
Where were you there? Death
It would have been nice to die
Amongst the mountains and dew
Drops with my first born still in
Awe of life - so when you do tell
It is time - I’ll not go silently - oh
Don’t worry I won’t rage against
The darkness - or howl upon the gravity
Like a cat - a defiant cat - I’ll ask why
Demand an answer - resist for a bit
Long enough to see my first born
Come and take my hand and drop
A tear or two like the dew before the bee lands