My inner Universe is ruled by Death,

It start it's ruling by killing God,

Smoothly, nicely, it wiped him away.

Then it was time for the Sun to die.

They said artificial light is better, healthier.

One by one Death was ruling out its verdicts,

Till it grounded inner Universe to mortal realities.

But that was not the end of it..

There came death of spaceman, doctor, chemist and engineer...

Later died optimist, than the guy in love..

Next in queue poet and painter..

Till nothing left. Empty. Dead. Perfect.


Inspired by **Life