Save my flameless heart, as it beats to the tune of dreaded tomorrow's.
Fiddle conscriptions of the order of things.
Consequential actions and reactions to sin.
Undeniable inconsistencies of karma.
The fantasy a popular fallacy
Promise of justice if not here, after.
After life has failed us
Cost us our Preference of right from wrong
We wait for a life after this that promises to be sweeter and better to the best of us.
What if this is the after of a life once lived?
If its all a cycle of failed promises,
To what end is anything.
Life has been failed project that promises a better after.
And then what?
And then what.
