Beneath The Fallen Idols

Beneath the fallen idols rose
An elegy of bitter foes
Where trepidation never sleeps
And reaping reapers ever reap

I sauntered long into that night
The ceiling black with nothing bright
Just to know what I couldn’t see
The master fate and the plans that be

I descried a house old and black
Not much more than a derelict shack
In the doorway a reaper stood
Watching as only a reaper could

If I  would run it would follow
‘Neath that dark sky hope was fallow
Bereft of light as well as cause
I pushed advancement without pause

As I pressed on, equipped to die
My foe ahead prepared to vie
It wore it’s teeth a crimson grin
Astern it’s eyes were souls within

In my mind through rumination
I scried an illumination
I lived a life long and full
With no objections to that rule

Beyond the pain awaits repose
An asylum from better foes
Where consternation ever sleeps
And reaping reapers never reap