Analysis of Body

I've never come here to terrify
And through my verses, I gonna tell you why
Why our body God made from clay
Hurts and worries us everyday

We don't have it for choice
We take it as it is
Chasing happiness
But sometimes, lose its trace

We often get the unexpected
Our life is limited
About its end we are not instructed
Against time our body is directed

As time goes on our body worsen
Time after time our fitness loosen
Which the disease has not taken
Or the devil not torn
Years fall on it like a heavy burden

None can go twice a hundred years
Our bodies get dislodged from houses to graves
Let's men have cheers
Forget the last unclear
Hold hands and go through like dears