Everything Else.

It's funny how our lives are short and not so sweet

Everything else is whom we meet 

Nothing is sure but Mother Earth and Father Sky 

Everything else just passes us by 

We all turn to dust 

Everything else turns to rust 

The only true things are things we can't obtain

Everything else causes us sorrow and pain 

if we do nothing...nothing is what we get 

Are we God's masterpiece or merely his pet? 

There are thing we do not know 

Like where the monsters roam or where the wind blows

What we must do is expect the worst 

and everything else is bonus.