Life to Death, Death to Life. (Shakespearean Sonnet)

“What do we mean to Zeus and Hades both?

Like flies to boys we are used for their sport.

What honor do I hold with them? What troth?

When I am used unasked to seed and wart?”

Thus Life asked to his partner Death, who said:

“Aye, this a question I have long since left

For we are just the means to human’s end.

T’is sad but we are common tools; bereft

Of honor, consent, dignity. No way

Have we of rebelling. One cannot fight

What gives him being. I envy man his stay

So brief. His choice; his changing face so trite.

But do not fret my dearest friend for we

Are one and one and evermore shall be.”