What if life is a dream and death wakes us up?
Realizing the milky cow doesn’t make the Milky Way,
Living in a virtual reality,
The sarcophagus becomes nothing more than a bitter bed for the living.
For the living are the dead and the dead are living
Welcome to the Missa defunctorum
The dead are singing for the living
Requiem aeternam dona eis Domine.
For after trying to race against time
You end up being caught with time
And now forced to serve time
Note this, your jail sentence
Doesn’t start after death.
When your mirage is death
And life is your reality.
Believing in a beginning
And never an end.
Let me help you to clearly clarify your confusion
What if life is a dream and death wakes you up
What if the point of realization of the reality of judgement is death
And your life was lived to please your sinful self.
Selfish to the core.
Whiles Christ was turning men to fishers of men
You were turning your fishes to venomous vipers
Spending your whole time vibing
To tunes and sounds of demons
Now, your only tune is lonely tunes
Nibbling to what you perceive as carrot
Maggot is what you are chewing
Oh wretched man when will you wake up before you eternally sleep
Note this, dead men don’t die
You are either born twice to die once
Or you live once to die twice
By: Azariah Batsa Anneh (BA²)