Sometimes things happen without warning.
You wake up one morning,
And you feel fine.
Not a single sign
That Death is at your door.
Not knowing what life has in store.
He was with his friends that evening of sorrow.
He didn't know that, for him, there would be no tomorrow.
It was getting late, so they headed home.
Straight through the rail road zone.
His friends crossed first,
When things took a turn for the worst.
The train came fast.
He thought he could get passed.
And then dawned the morn of Death.
A lifeless body without a breath.
