The last frame

Soon we will all realize
All we had to do is survive

Blood stained hand
Twitching on the sand
Finite installments of life
Sensation of the cold knife
Something says this is it
Fear takes over the pain,
real swift

I love my wife
I love my wife
Mother, I want to
sleep in your lap

I reach out
Try to shout
No one around
Just trees, waves and
Crabs crawling on the ground

What was the fight all about?
What did I gain and what was the loss?
Success and failure
Laptop, cell phones
Glamour and power
Every moment indebted to loans
What do they mean now?
When you are taking the last bow

Fleeting frames of the past
Of my life and its cast
Everything forget and forgive
All I want to do is live
All I want to do is live

Soon we will all realize
All we had to do is survive