No shaded path

maze
It’s black and white
No shaded path
The ambiguity of it all says “fuck you.”
The maze is life
No puzzle to solve
The end is always near
Waiting for the perfect time
To end you.
Tick tock
The author of your heaven
Is the creator of your hell
The wise one has awaken from
His slumber of drunkenness
And sing these melodious words
“Oh children of men, we celebrate
Your death and not your birth
For we know what lies afoot,”
~Micheline Jean Louis