Long Live Death

I lay back in my chair,
take a glance at the roads,
I see people moving back and forth…

I see lives full of essence,
smiles sparkling with hopes,
grims covered in an ocean of sorrows…

I see them rob,
I see them fight,
I see them hug,
in moments of delight.

But the end adorns them,
Pacifies them,
Salvages them,
Pardons them all.

Immortality is a vice,
Glory in Death...
Be it a mortal ,
or a concept abstracted,
Death frees them,
from the slavery of existence.

The falangist were right…
The preachers spewed lies…
Death is to be exalted…
Something so beauty and divine.

Life plays its part, says it creates.
But can it really, had death not assisted?
Planets die, so do stars,
Out of the remnants comes the more prettier ones.
Plants go perish, animals fossilize,
Leaving rooms for the younger ones to diversify
The consanguines come, then the punaluans,
from there the pairs, the monogamous, the gentes, the Iroquois Red Indians…
Greeks emanate, Romans conquer,
Arabs emerge, Byzantines devoured..
Michelangelo resigns, Sullivan reforms.
Classics die, Modernists evolve.

To create, one needs to destroy
The subtleties of death will soon sparkle joy
for it will enrich and liberate
arrive as the freemen’s envoy…

Hereby lies my ode to death!
Der Tod Wotan,
In pursuit of the Holy Grail…..
Long live death
Long live the end!!!!