Bad End

The Infinite, outlasts life's final woe,
and no one knows just what that this implies,
but all souls hope perdition isn't so.

No doubt you've earned your ticket down below,
and though you spurn religion's whopper lies,
still, all souls hope perdition isn't so.

As every human born awaits demise,
my guess is that we all have debts we owe,
but no one knows just what that this implies.

Promises made to raise the status quo
had best be kept, recalling ere one dies,
the infinite outlasts life's strife and woe.

True, all souls hope perdition isn't so,
but old ways shuck and muster false goodbyes.
The only one who knows what this implies,
lies drunk on swag, within his own skid row,
and knows beyond the grave he'll not be wise,
but first in line to savor want and woe.