Betrayal

The body's betrayal is not linear it bends in time and space It does not discriminate what ever the race It betrays the aged and the young Who often march to the beat of its drum Whether disease or age acceptance is unnatural Better to deny and think eternal But the mirror reflects the truth No need to seek more proof Betrayal of the body is its portrayal Betrayal of the body is its portrayal What comfort in god that thought is odd Who encourages a child's body to betray That is a sickness do not pray Why would a believer obey No need to think as old age is cruel Accept the moment don't be a fool When the diagnosis is terminal The body can no longer rule Betrayal of the body is its portrayal Betrayal of the body is its portrayal The body's betrayal is not linear it bends in time and space It does not discriminate what ever the race It betrays the aged and the young Who often march to the beat of its drum Whether disease or age acceptance is unnatural Better to deny and think eternal But the mirror reflects the truth No need to seek more proof Betrayal of the body is its portrayal Betrayal of the body is its portrayal Betrayal of the body is its portrayal What comfort in god that thought is odd Who encourages a child's body to betray Betrayal of the body is its portrayal What comfort in god that thought is odd Who encourages a child's body to betray That is a sickness so do not pray Why would a believer obey No need to think as old age is cruel Accept the moment don't be a fool Betrayal betrayal of the body is its portrayal