Reaper of Life

When one's time is up, be ready. There is no turning back now.

As one falls to the ground,
No sound can be heard,
All may seem lost,
But there is yet a greater cost.

Ones choices may be,
But do not fret now,
There may be no time for regret,
But there is still some time yet.

So say your adieus to whom it may concern,
One's lividity may be fading but fading does not burn out,
To burn out is to lose everything at once,
While fading out casts a shadow light when lost.

Do not thank one's god,
The repeller of inevitable death,
Thank 'him' of the shadow,
Grim Reaper,
The reaper of sustainable life.