A Prescriptive Thanatology

A lifetime's hope/ A moment's mope/ An eternity of dread/ Inside the head/ Freud said all men are great in their dreams/ But old Sigmund must have discounted our many nightmares/ That we all ride in on/ Saddled to our fragile mortality/ Fear not though thou descends into the depths of this deathless death/ Despair is but an instant/ A second in the universal conscience/ For loss is not betrayal but inevitable in the quest to gain