In the solemnity of the times,
and with death all around us,
what strength it takes not to break,
and shatter in the wake of the moments,
where dark shadows are cast over humankind,
and in the solemnity of the times what tears are cried,
oh, what tears are cried in the solemnity of the times,
and what great hardships are faced,
and what emotional states do shake us,
and break us in the lives that we live,
where death has redefined our lives,
in the solemnity of the times, how fiercely we battle,
battle with our emotions,
memories and loss of loved ones,
for death it cuts at us, and it belittles us,
as we try to repair shattered,
and fragmented hearts and minds.