Death

Now I come to think of it...

Humans have misunderstood everything in this world,

How else could you see death as a bad omen?

How else could you fear death?

How else could you pity the dead?

Death is the devil, while life is an angel...

Says who?

How?

Why? 

Death is like falling into a slumber...

After a long day's hard work,

A peaceful night's sleep,

After an exhausting day. 

Death is the reality, while life...

Is a Mirage, 

An illusion,

A myth.

Mourn the loss of your loved ones...

But, at the same time be relieved,

Know that they have found solace,

After being burdened with the world for eternity. 

There's no destination in one's life...

It's what we've believed,

To keep us going every day we live,

Like a false hope. 

The only destination of one's life is...

Death,

That's the end of life,

And a beginning of reality.