Before it's too late

In this hard time
Appreciate anyone anytime
It is absolutely no crime
To be in their life, that makes a rhyme
"Don't worry, you got a lot of time", they said
And you thought that was true until this widespread
And you should dread
For when your loved ones go to bed
That it won't be long until they lose the battle of dead
So stop those tears you shed
Making your eyes bloody red
So go on and make sure they are fed
Before the angel comes and their spirit fleds