Death

I think it’s odd
How there’s one thing
That everyone does
Yet no one understands it

There’s so many theories
So many beliefs
Yet it’s not set in stone
What happens

You may think you know
you may not
Everyone does one thing
Yet no one truly understands

There’s proof of what happens
Proof of some theories
But all that proof can be fake
Or our minds messing with us

Everyone dies
And no one is alive to tell the tale
No one can say what happens
And those who can
Can have their perception changed
Thanks to their beliefs