Death

What if death is the lucid interval

Inbetween two births

One will be alive only when dead 

And Life starts at the miserable funeral

Goes round and round and all along

Where God will be the detrimental devil

And Devil is the actual dynamic God

God had this devil horns

And devil, the Godly smile

A memory that lasts until next birth

Later taken away by the Mother Earth

There wont be any words spoken

People read each other's mind

Neither pheromones nor hormones

Camouflaging into the atmosphere 

Reincarnation, the actual death.

Haha. Dubious Reincarnation.