What's my greatest fear???
asked me to my self
i wondered what it could be.
i was sure at once that it is not the gods neither Satans,
what could it be either??? asking again...
then i just changed the side of the bed, thinking,
that this might encapsulate...
So is it the truth???
What's the truth I tuned my voice a bit to ask my self whimsically,
that's the same the ' ritual '
the ritual??? i raised by brows once..
yes the death the ultimatum...
i wondered, living here on this planet already a two decades of human culture,
all this for this ultimatum that's death??
i wonder again.
i stood up, then sat on my bed, i usually stay in closed doors, calculating certainties..
i thought may be this epiphany can save me?
save you plumbed my 'self' again.
you'll not be spared no one is going to be spared.
i wondered again then why these frustrations?
am i not realising this ultimatum?
my 'self' again - 'this ultimatum is you and it's your fear at once and for all.'
i wonder again like this tonight
i might wonder again like this till my death
then why waste spanning time on heinous spats and sieges???
then why waste time on god's godmen?
then why waste time on my own predetermination- as who am i ????
am just a human living to die.
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