Destination

It’s a place where we’re all headin’
A shadow which waits at the end of the line.
So live your life, don’t spend it dreadin’
Tomorrow might be be your deadline.

From the earth to the morgue
Morgue, morgue, morgue.
Life’s a fleeting chord.
Morgue, morgue, morgue.

Dance with joy while your body can,
While you’re full of joy and life,
While you are still an able-bodied man
Cause there might be no dancin’ in the afterlife.

From the earth to the morgue
Morgue morgue morgue
Life’s a fleeting chord
Morgue morgue morgue

So while you’re still fine and can feel the rhythm,
Dance like no one is watchin’.
Put away your worries and scepticism,
Guess what? The morgue you ain’t dodgin’

From the earth to the morgue
Morgue morgue morgue
Life’s a fleeting chord
Morgue morgue morgue

24 lines.
Written for

"Like a Song" Poetry Contest  (E) "Lyrical Prompt" POETRY Contest - Reopened! Round 27 OPENS 12/03/2024 and Ends 01/03/2025 #1093986 by Revelry- inspiration needed

Prompt use the line:from the earth to the morgue. Morgue, morgue, morgue