Deathwish

They say death is what gives life meaning

Flutters of wisdom, are the eyes yet not dreaming

For the body exhales, but the soul is breathing

And to clusp its valves, the darkness is screeching.

When the time's of partition, there would be no evade

No mountains of gold would amount to houses of clay

And the one who snatches your soul isn't one you can slay

No pleadings, no mercy, not a second you could delay.

Everything is written, that's what they would say

And true it is, but your souls still give you away

A moment so certain, no redemption's underway

Deathwish, beware, you may regret what you convey.

By: Arman Yusuf