as the last breath escapes me, As my spirit becomes eternal, I have but one question. In the end, will my efforts be in vain?
All the good I've done, all the lives I saved. Will they be worth it? Or will they not matter?
As life and death take their toll, while the spirits of the dead continue to judge me, I wonder if my life was worthy, and if my death was respectable.
I was a happy man, no depression in my life. My family supported me, I felt completely satisfied.
When the time comes, I will defend my case. For the dead spirits, show no mercy to demons.
If I had failed, if I had lost, if I had not given my life, I would not be living.
For I had made grave mistakes, and paid a large price. I will not stagger, In fighting for the afterlife.
I held my own, I did prevail. Now i will live, in the new life.
Energy is only borrowed, and must be given back. But if you are judged, you may have some for yourself.
I guess in the end, I was tried with justice. And with all of my efforts, I now sit at my own throne ---------------------------------------------------------------------
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Tell me how i did, constructive criticism is always welcome in my book.
