death upon my doorstep

as death is on my doorstep
ready to knock
ready to ask me if im all set
to leave behind that what i have
ready to leave behind life itself
all because i was sick
and fell of my horse
he thinks im ready
to join gods and devils
angels and demons
where would i be
somewhere in the middle
death and the gods above
are not yet ready
to handel the likes of me
i still have a great life to live
and lessons to teach
and when all is well
i shall be calling and knocking
on his door
asking for a ride to the ohter side
but right now he should step
cuz i got a date with madam life herself
and im planning to make it a long one