His Terminal Monomania
A content comatose
He is dying to obtain

Searching for cause
There is no reason

His closer allies,
His beautiful value
Fades away and atrophies

His desire and his decay
Unwilling to surrender him
Have intercourse and multiply

He ascends upward
to a miserable bliss
on pink fluffy clouds

Expended relations,
and traded possessions
He observes the milieu,
Felo-de-se

In that minute
The world had lost
His carnal remains