Time Is Runing 0ut Poem by Born Frustrated

The human race's time is runing out
we dont know how much longer we have
but we know the day if finally coming...

the four horsemen of the apocalypse draw closer
with each passing day, yet we all live our lives with no care, or fear
completly oblivious to the ever drawing near, end of everything...

Do you realize, someday everyone you ever knew will die?
do you care?
Do i care? ...

Will you stay to see the black church burn?
the fall of every great empire. all had one thing in common
they all had to come to an end..

everything has to come to an end, good or bad
happy or sad
alone or loved...

For we all must try to enjoy our lives and take nothing for granted
for the truth is still the same..
Time is Running Out