Chudi Conleth Anya
In common parlance death comes as the end
But the quip doth fail the message to send
For death is the season of a life without end
And it is the reason for our lives to mend. Purely material creation is but earth bound
But the human being is hell or heaven bound.
Making repentance a choiceless mandate by hour eleven
To even get to purgatory, half way home to heaven. By the sense of annihilation, death is daunting,
By the mere finality of this thing, terrifying.
A sudden end to wh