When the grim reaper came calling...

tried to clamp irons videre licet
while hands held behind me back,
and yanked me along to perdition

I thrashed like the dickens to be exact
not budging nor conceding an inch,
no matter the dark hooded cloak
notoriously wielding a scythe
drove the hardest of any bargain,
id est impossible mission
to escape the clutches
of Hel, Thanatos, La Muerte,
Psychopomp, Shinigami,
also known as the personification of death
that haunted folklore and literature
since death damned
conscious beings since birth

condemned Homo sapiens -
the arbiter of life cursed us thinking beasts
with the inability to escape the dead zone

along with other creatures wise and wonderful
plus lettuce not forget
flora and fauna great and small

housed the seeds of their demise
from the moment of conception

wrought the zygote
(a diploid cell resulting
from the fusion
of two haploid gametes;
a fertilized ovum),
whereat the hills became alive
to the sound of music
inherently known to mortals,
which preordained contract,
no Beatle brained mortal
could escape nor contrive

to outwit even being a traveling Wilbury
moving figurative or literal wings
at the speed of sound at sixty five
so go out and enjoy yourself
courtesy Jimmy who doth jive

and the reason this theme
linkedin with individual demise

arose because a voice message got left
by a representative of a specie representing
the Cremation Society of America

no matter one believes themself
to be immune to their final countdown
when last inhalation
and exhalation expended no matter
they souped up their engine
(analogous to train body electric
on par to that of an Olympic athlete),
and shun so called vices that overdrive

temptation and implore
the divine creator in vain
or try to outsmart
the exquisite craftsmanship
of the biological clock

by donning a denominational frock

or freezing lovely bones
(cue suspended animation of altered state)

frozen like a human popsicle
within an immense iceblock

and thawed out millenniums
back to the future

when "A riddle qua
why must we mourn
suffer the loss of loved ones
or owning foreknowledge
that we ourselves must die
after being administered
sealed within the deoxyribonucleic
and inheriting genes and chromosomes
stamped with an expiration date
upon immediately exiting the womb
unless being aborted naturally
a transient resident
being deported under lock
and key, our precious miracle
wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma"
essentially constituting
secret mystery of eternity,

when timepieces strike
a surprisingly, paralyzingly,
and agonizingly announce
ofttimes without previous minute detail
asper the o'clock,

when rigor mortis sets in,
and corporeal entity
becomes hard as a rock

that doth no longer roll

until some unknown factors identified
to keep option opened,
and escape the fickle finger of fate
ineluctably coded within parturition
some believe sprung
from immaculate conception
indebted to forces that wrought
propensity to reproduce and birth

a helpless baby ill equipped to survive

without milk of human kindness
which nowadays presents severe dearth

only some day to perish from this earth
after spending approximately nine months

within an expanding girth

allotted private suite
with all the comforts of home
including an incubating hearth

ideally welcomed into the
webbed, wide world with mirth

lovingly nurtured to acquire self worth
only to be tossed in with the compost
since I cannot afford to live,
nor pay the cost reduced to cremains,
which charge would automatically
get assigned to eldest daughter.