They can try,

But they’ll never kill me.

As life progresses there is less of me,

Because in their world life isn’t about me.

My body hurts,

But my spirit is a cool stone.

In their life when it all ends

I will still be standing,

But left alone.

Having myself begin once again.

Waterfalls of knowledge flow,

Winds of creation blow,

Light of innovation shows,

But what’s unfortunate

Is that no one will ever learn to know

That as life advances I will cease to grow.