Sailing into sky of nothingness
Wandered a fountain of breaths
Life was a bouquet of aromas
Soothing were Clouds of heads
Whispered soon someone
For fountain cared of all
Whisper advised to land
For what is life, away from lives
A game we all should play
Are rules of the game fair, but ?
Following Alarms only matters
A game no one wins, no one loses
For Reward is one, oblivion
What has life become then,
A futile response to false Alarms?