What are men ?
But broken clowns
When life it ends
In judgement found
Lifes achievements
Crimes and sins
Fall rounded tears
With fearful grins.
Shallow breathing
Taut and tight
In white linen
In final night
Sweated skin
About to shed
As if a snake
Thoughts now dead.
The unknown place
Hibernations trough
Deep to darkness
Soul to step
In regions new
Distant lands
To kiss goodbye
Mortal strands.