Death

What a mirror,

reflective of the unseen

definitive of the temporary

Oh, the lies!

Let death devour

what it arrived here for

I call upon thee

to release me,

my parents, grandparents & my ancestors

my brothers, sisters & my cousins

to release the whole universal paradigm

from this pain body

and its lies of separatism

Catharsis

alter the absolute

tremble your worst fears off

relieve hell from its slaves