A few thoughts on mortality

What happens when I leave this world?
Will I be remembered at all?
Maybe by a few souls I met along the way
If that

How many of us leave marks on the sand?
How long will they last
Before being swept away by the waves of time
All is as it once was and that’s the way it always will be

The actual span of our existence only forms the core
Our life and our existence will leave ripples
Through the people we’ve met
The things we’ve said and done

When the body is gone
And the soul ascended
All that remains are the echoes

Once these fade away
And they will, someday,
Only then will we have well and truly passed on

Kaos

And lo and behold
From up on high
Where the topless towers of Illium
Touch the sky

Where blood was spilled
And tears were shed
Where lie buried
The uncounted dead

Nothing will this change
As Ages come and go
And the most important lesson
It seems, will be learned ne'er more

For from these blood-soaked beaches
To Olympos' hallowed halls
Man and God may strive to fight
But in the end rules Kaos

Philosophy

Mr. McGrumpus: wen u off ch*t?

The Dragon: maybe an hour or so
maybe half an hour
who knows?
when a man's time is up
go he must
ashes to ashes, dust to dust



Underneath this tough, fierce facade beats the heart of a philosopher.

Remembrance

A day of remembrance
For battles fought
Of defeats earned
And victory sought

Of tears and blood
Of passions spent
Sweat and toil
Reasons to repent

Of looming despair
Of crushing loss
Of life and love
All else is dross

Of hope renewed
Of deep breaths drawn
Even after the darkest night
Must come the dawn