Cast off, discarded,
Dead before we're gone.
Forgotten by our loved ones,
Our only begotten sons.
Ignored by our children,
Pushed toward the grave.
Forced into leaving a business,
Where we always gave,
Great contributions, for
All the world to see.
Now we become nothing,
Returning to the earth
As dust.
Tell me now, my friend,
Was it worth the living?

I sit here in the chair
with my hands to my head.
I wonder why, in this land
that fate brought pain to thee.
I relish every moment,
we have in this, our life
and dread the day that it' gone
for you are my inspiration
of what I now do.
What will I be without you?

Sunlight
Another day goes bye
Tomorrow

I feel the pain lodged in my head
are of anguish and the dread
of worried concern; what must be said
about the future of the days ahead.
I must stay healthy and care for you
even if it's the last thing I do.