Another Mile Covered

Another year faded

Into oblivion

Before my eyes,

Amidst gala celebrations

In the immediate vicinity.

Another mile covered,

Closing the gap between

The inescapable Death

And my tepid existence,

Amidst the funeral rites

Of the dying year.

Yet, somewhere

Before my hopeful self,

Another avenue opened

Luring me to try again

To script virtuous deeds

That alone can stifle

The reverberating voices

Of the impending Death,

Impelling it to gratify its gluttony

Only by my mortal remains.