One Day We Will All Bury Our Mothers

Sun Shell – Damien Luciano

Nathan Ogan

One day we will all bury our mothers 

As the time we have with them inevitably expires

And as our mothers memories fleet

Their impressions of us become concrete

Never to be changed.

Buried in dirt.

So take opportunities when time is fresh

So she gets to see as you grow and blossom 

Or settle for mediocrity and slowly regress 

And cement your image as the spirit rottens 

Never to be changed.

Buried in dirt.