There are people who are firewood,
Whom they burn
So that others may warm themselves.
Them, as heroes,
They later praise
And forget
More and more.

That is why they try
To survive,
They choose to avoid
Becoming a sacrifice.
The truth,
But a dead one.

Only the conscious know
That they are awaited above.
Death’s fright
Must be overcome
The question: How?