Is Life just a course a human must take?
Is Death what's the force that makes us awake?
Do we live again after Death takes our fate?
Or is Death just the fate that we must partake?
If Death is the snake then we must all break.
From dying and going to were we can't wake.

Why are we living when there's no reason to live?
The skies far from giving and seasons relive.
As a consistent cycle that change in time.
Its persistent recycle ranges in crime.
And Earth is but a portal to test how we climb.
Is it worth to be mortal and rest in our prime?

My Soul is the core my Spirits my ethics
My bodies the war and fearing it, is reckless.
But how do we know if we will be breathless.
When Life has gone home and Death steals our methods.

Kenneth Omar Lopez