Roaming through the years of life,
passing by stress and strife,
what they do, make a choice,
go with gusto, use your voice.
Thoughts run, throughout my head,
why are most of my classmates dead?
Have I lived a sheltered life,
so, I could stay to protect my wife?
I do not know. Nary a clue,
so, I am confused on what to do.
Abandon all who came with me
or just retire into my senility.