Random Leaf #1785 IG

And the taste blood

Is not the same with death.

Lust may linger with the scent

of suffering and despair.

But in the face of the afterlife,

of which not all but the evil doers

knows of what is to come, falls prey

easily of the unknown.

Uncertainy is all there is.

In fact, we may even be praying

to the wrong gods or goddesses

or even worse, the rules we place

so high above might be mistakes

and sin we are supposed to be aware of.

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And the taste of blood

is not the same as death.

Lust clings to the scent

of suffering and despair.

But before the afterlife—

of which most evildoers

know what is to come—

they succumb to the unknown.

Uncertainty—

is all there is.

We may even be praying

to the wrong gods—

or goddesses—

worse still, the rules we raise so high

might themselves be mistakes,

the very sins

we were meant to beware—