What Mortals Must

Fragment

What fateful future, it is man’s destiny to die.

Born to follow the grim reaper's gentle guide

At least we're well accompanied and safely led

On strange routes to the realms of the Other Side,

Into the land of the deceased and dead.

 

We will each meet our end in time, as all mortals must.

When our time comes, we shall cast off the carnal shell,

In which our spellbound spirits are doomed to dwell,

Escape from this cage to which they are confined,
We'll break the spell, leave it to decay, leave it behind.

Rejoice, dear friends, we shall do so happily!

It is no loss but liberation, so we should shout with glee

When our prison, this multi-cellular cell, is destroyed,

And we're released into the nothingness, the eternal void

As Master Death comes and commands us to be free.

The empty vessel in turn may rot and turn to dust.

Its flesh food for the worms, to them a feast, feeding on

What decay doesn't take away, until but bleak bone

Is left of the remains that are soon to be crushed

Till a handful of human dust is what remains of us.

Author's Note

Fragment, unfinished, but I'll stop despairing over the last verse and just leave it as incomplete as it is for now. Might add the missing last one whenever.

Reviews

[Philip Muls]

A very optimistic look upon mortality. No loss but liberation. But in the eternal void ? So no afterlife...no heaven in any shape or form. I wonder, how can your ego stand its future demise ? I am struggling with this.

If you find the time please read Angst and Catharsis, my two stories on existential fear.

I will follow you.

[Nath]

There's nothing wrong with the void. Every life ends, and ceases to exist as such in death, meaning it becomes nothing, venturing into the void... Those who wish to may fantasize about their soul's journey to otherworldly spheres, if it pleases them. Mind you, the poem says nothing about any such ideas, because it simply focuses on the end of that which is, not what might be. It reflects on the inevitable fate of mortal beings, not the fate of any assumed immortal parts. To include them would have been quite the contradiction, don't you think?

I'll make sure to read them.

[Philip Muls]

Well, I admire how you can peacefully reflect on the inevitable end. In me, this stirs up things, I get angry and defensive. My ego plays up.

[Sami Khalil]

Rejoice, dear friends, we shall do so happily!

It is no loss but liberation, so we should shout with glee

When our prison, this multi-cellular cell, is destroyed,

And we're released into the nothingness, the eternal void

As Master Death comes and commands us to be free.

[genocide]

i like it it's dark and grim and tales the true nature of death

[Nath]

Thank you, I'm glad you do :-)

[Sami Khalil]

I like this fragmented poem...:)....................

[Nath]

Thank you, I'm glad you do :-)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..............

[joshua deathdealer]

This is a compelling write. Thoughts of the journey of death are visited here. I love it.

[Nath]

Thank you!