Too Young to Die

Too Young to Die                November 18, 2013

As she drove along the race track

Down the Route 666 freeway,

She threw caution into the wind,

And never cared to live each day:
Kissing the ground for another moment,
For tho' she may have been wild,
T'was really just a goodbye to the world
Once the road reached Paradise.

Life had dialed her 'pon the phone,
Said t'was time for a final rest,
Tho' she protested o' so much,
Death touched her; she left the flesh.
And the lady answered, intrepidly,
Never shall she be outdone:
She opened the gateway to Paradise,
The end to rain, and an eternal sun.

And 'pon the moment of her wake,
So many beloved wept and said
She was too old to run wild
Yet far too young to die:
Her soul was too large
For the life of our realm.
And yet measures are but human,
For our measures are all in vane:
And the girl tore loose 'pon this track
With wings letting her fly away.

A free spirit she be at her sunrise
Till t'was time for her to slip
Unto an eternal posterity,
The girl shall forever live amid
Contemporaries so timeless,
No time measured linearly.
Always so trendy, she was free;
Let her example be realized:
Let freedom ring, He shall say!
Let Eternity be a timeless day!