54. FOREVER.
How can you ever expect stupendously emollient nectar to waft out; after the scorpion opened its venomously treacherous mouth; to the fullest of its lethally salacious capacity?
How can you ever expect brilliantly unfettered rays of optimistic light; after uncouthly parasitic darkness had crept in; the chapters of midnight had wholesomely incarcerated the fabric of earth divine?
How can you ever expect the tree to fructify into majestically astounding fruit; after the ruthlessly slandering fire had charred even the most infinitesimal trace of life around; into gruesomely cadaverous charcoal?
How can you ever expect lips to unfurl into a gorgeously tantalizing smile; after the mother who’d so miraculously evolved them in the first place; forever left her terrestrial form to embrace the solitude of heavenly abode?
How can you ever expect the fish to gregariously swim; after every droplet of the fantastically undulating ocean; had evaporated into the aisles of inconspicuously estranged meaninglessness?
How can you ever expect the poet to pen infinite lines of royally enamoring poetry; after every speck of his inimitably eclectic fingers were mercilessly cut into a countless bits of bizarrely ghastly nothingness?
How can you ever expect the bee to buzz into boisterously effulgent happiness; after every flower in vicinity miserably decayed towards the lugubriously sordid ground?
How can you ever expect the nightingale to mellifluously murmur; after every cranny of panoramically divine nature; forever metamorphosed into robotically emotionless jungles of concrete prejudice?
How can you ever expect the mirror to portray the most explicitly unbridled reflection; after it was shattered into a boundless shards of lividly hedonistic haplessness?
How can you ever expect jaggery to taste spell-bindingly sweet; after it was treacherously dipped into the ominously gluttonous shark’s mouth; which was replete with nothing else but the heart of the unfathomably salty sea?
How can you ever expect the soldier to hold his higher than the patriotically triumphant heavens; after he had limply surrendered to the enemy camp; without the most ethereal iota of resilience or fight?
How can you ever expect the eagle to regally soar in gloriously unhindered galaxies of sky; after being satanically buried a countless feet beneath despairingly wanton mud?
How can you ever expect the mountains to blossom into unassailably towering peaks; after being unrelentingly bombarded by profanely debilitating nuclear weaponry and indiscriminately gory war?
How can you ever expect blood to ignite skies of unsurpassable passion in the body; after the perpetual disappearance of the Omnipotently heavenly beloved?
How can you ever expect the brain to unlimitedly fantasize; after being vicariously bludgeoned by the blows of brutally macabre corruption and insanely life-threatening debauchery?
How can you ever expect the pile of despondently disheveled garbage to yield pricelessly iridescent pearls; after being horrendously dumped with a motley of feces from all across the fathomless planet?
How can you ever expect the nostril to breathe into a civilization of unbelievably undefeated and boundless newness; after being diabolically asphyxiated by the mortuary of lies; every unfurling instant of impoverished existence?
How can you ever expect the heart to diffuse into an unimaginably infallible paradise of Immortally loving beats; after being unsparingly betrayed by the sole love and perpetual compassion of its destined life?
But you can forever expect an unshakable place in the Omniscient Lord’s heaven; you can forever expect an undeniably redolent abode in the paradise of the Omnipotent Creator Divine; for every altruistically humanitarian deed executed by you within your truncated lifetime; even after you forever abdicated breath; even after you forever quit your robustly physical form; even after you forever and inevitably died.