This Time

You were never afraid of Death,
It tried to take you down many times.
Several times, it almost got you,
But you managed one more climb.

You tempted Death to many times,
But this time you didn’t escape.
It pulled you all the way,
And you got more than just a scrape.

I knew it was your fault,
But I couldn’t help blaming myself.
I warned you to be careful,
You said you wouldn’t hurt yourself.

You were too much a daredevil,
And it finally got you back.
I can’t believe you did it.
But you drank the whole six-pack.

You offered me a ride,
And I refused,
Said you shouldn’t go either,
You wouldn’t win, but lose.

Now you lay here, dead,
Still as can be,
Breathing no air,
Staring up at me.

I say goodbye for the last time, tonight.
I will never see you again.
I have just a few last words for you,
You were always my friend, through both think and thin.

Respect

Some say we aren’t respectful.
We should better respect our elders.
But I don’t hear them say
Many "yes mams" or "sirs."

I thought that respect was
A two way deal.
Some think to give us
Respect is unreal.

Well, I have news for them,
These few should take a glance
At what we have done,
And give us a fair chance.

Lock & Key

Turning endless pages of this tragedy,
I long so much
To once again be free.
If only my life was such,

If again I could feel free,
Like the way I used to be.
Before this lock and key
Had a hold of me.

I used to love you,
I’m not sure if I still do,
The way you’ve been treating me,
I’m sure were through.

Every time I see you,
I change my mind again.
Maybe I’m not as trapped
As I think I am…

I think of you,
I think of me,
I’m the lock,
And you’re the key.