The Journey

Life and death are just reflections
Two events with many different interjections
Within me both are ideological rejections
Only happening
No man can forever stay standing
We are mortals
Clinging to idols
Wanting to be immortals
Ascending by trading good morals
We climb higher than the heavens
Yet still just out of the reach of planets
Stand now in reverence
Realize the scale we are on
There are things further even if we traveled an eon
A different kind of hubris
One, untouchable even to Anubis
Is what you need
To even prepare for such a journey
Imagine though the possibility
Of life beyond, another kind of discovery