Don’t say it’s not enough for you,
But say you tried as hard 
As tries to be like others spoon,
Which bends itself apart.

Don’t be afraid no more, enough.
The death will come for you.
If you are fearless that’s tough,
But it will greet and soon 

Will ask to take your bone right 
And make a girl from it.
So if you can you also might 
Be more than mortal meat.

It’s rude enough to call us that,
But truth is not best lie.
You turn around and black cat 
Will run across your life.