For some it has to be paid for
while it will be snuffed out from others unjustly
For some it will be taken away because of justice
While it is available, a lot to be made out of it
Moments of joy, sadness, pain and peace.
Invisible to the eyes, sensitive to the nose
The lungs appreciates it well
Few let it go willingly, most will not
But one day it will leave
Never to return again.
This free gift
The air, breath, life.