As they must,
all things come to a close;
all life must end.
Instead of a god who can do all,
we need a god who can undo.
I dreamt I was the goddess of undoing,
weilding a sword
that could undo everything
anyone has done in their life.
It was a beautiful, beautiful-deadly sword,
not to be abused,
but a priceless tool that could undo
our undoing.
The world comes to an end soon;
there must be something to do
about it.