You grow
And you show.
You become something strong
But end up something so wrong.
You were able to take your ferociousness
And turn it into happiness.
And all the people,
They've given you
Forgiveness, regret, and their breath
But your death
Will be earths breath
And your falling hair
Will be the trees leaves
Falling in the spring breeze.

Your name
will be carved in a big stone
Instead of the hall of fame.
But there will be no shame
For you'll be passed away
And you'll be somewhere else at home
Till that day will you be known,
And on that day
You will always be the memory
of yesterday.
Soon years will go by
And earth's breath
Will slowly dry
And earth will go deaf.
It will no longer be heard,
You will no longer be disturbed
And you'll be awaken
when somebody is taken,
And they'll need that hero
That was never taken as a zero
But never a ten,
So you'll live again
Till you accomplish your command
And die with something held in
your hand.