A Dirge Poem ---------------------------------------
The sky trembled, opening its door A fallen angel's ascension While the soul flew through the void Afterlife, tottering and hurtling deity of a man is gone
Fire is succeeded by ash A man's life is continue by his pride Dwelling and wallowing in despair With his heart giving doxology to Death, That sat on his half closed eye lid
Though his mind felt obnoxious What can it do against the mighty hand of death, That snake its arm over the man's spine How will man live for eternity When the soul is promised death
The man is gone, the flame is off Death, the savior from pain Using its pestle to poke the ear Dominating the weakened spirit With promising tale of ecstasy