us Ten

ten men, ten lives, ten coffins.
The firstone died of greedy lust,
The second of horrible sin,
Underneith a car the third was crushed,
And to a wall the fourth was pinned.
The fifth was killed at arrow point,
The sixth was murdered by love,
The seventh died while smoking a joint,
The eighth commited suicide with a glove.
The ninth was killed by the hosts of war,
And I am the tenth that was spoken of.
I am the tenth and last of us men,
And I am the last to die in the end,
I sit in my room, dark and dreary,
And look at my coffin made just for me,
Deep black oak, measured 6 foot 11,
Ten men, ten lives, ten coffins.