Non-existence is virtue
And goodness is death.
All what man serchers for
Is ways to be less.
The longings are venom
Driven by biblical snake,
Flotsam and jetsam
Are who have any ache.
Unmoving and calm,
Ceased with no sense.
Those are the alms
For one's to be less.
So a man looks for a God
Due to He only knows
Not by death is he caught
But by his lifelong woes.