For Whom the Bell Tolls.

The strongest of humans

The smartest of mortals

The most resourceful of individuals

all share one fate: eternal rest

A formidable foe to greet them

A force unstoppable to keep them

Forever done

no return to that which they hailed from

coins in their eyes as they are buried or burned

Back to the earth, from which they were birthed

a trip down the river of Styx

it's guard dog awaits, Cerberus.

Though it does not own the final stop

It guards it far fiercer than any one headed dog

With the aggression of three, massive body,

and no mere distraction, of scratching a flea.

Cerberus, the agent assuring your stay

is inevitable and inescapable in every way

His growl piercing of egos greatest and bite far worse

For what is it to be mortally wounded, when death gets you first?

That would be up to Hades, who's jealous of Earth

and since ye be born of it, your fate could be much worse.

Cerberus grants you the fear you need, to prevent your return

His warning and position, would be wise not to exceed.