Summoned to the unknown

bourne out upon flapping wings,

we meet our celestial kings

whom none may dispute their crown.

The coming of death;

has never been early or late,

the grassy embrace await

to finally cover us with earth.

Who may come to save

a soul pulled by gravity

into the deep enigmatic depravity,

of the hated grave.

It is this dark miserable dome,

that I shall eternally call home.