Way too soon...

I am the monkey chasing the moon,
fleeing from death, it's too early, it's too soon...

Tick tock, tick tock, the clock strikes 12 hours past noon,
death bathes in the moonlight as it simmers in my doom...

All alone, I wait patiently in my room,
dark, cold, but with beauty, this must be death, I presume...

I am the monkey still chasing the moon,
for death never struck me, instead it prefered to loom...

Falling under a false sense of tranquility and then BOOM!!!
I am swept by death's scythe, like a perfect broom...

I am the monkey who chased the moon,
I am that little kid that died, and now I'm gone too soon...

Dedicated to all the children who died way to soon...