Empty Luggage for the Dead

You're dead now,
Free as the winds,
Life's troubles, toils, tortures
Suffer a meaningless end.

An infinite moment,
There is no time,
Time was man's invention,
There is no time.

You feel nothing,
You're a nerveless corpse.
Don't panic; don't worrry,
It will get worse.

What is your future?
Where is your past?
Where are your memories?
Memories don't last.

For it's empty luggage for the dead.
All your words already said,
Your story is over you know the conclusion
No need now to fear Death's intrusion.

Beignet