Thursday photo prompt: Remains #writephoto

This is is my entry to Sue Vincent’s of Daily Echo #writephoto prompt.

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Remains

Blue feather finely cut to a quill

Remains discarded, redundant, still.

All of life has to be recorded

Yet so little time is afforded.

With every word a life is spent

Heaven bound or Hell bent.

Death is the only one to use the quill.

But he has overslept, is he just tired or ill.

Always Death is very busy

But not today, is he?

He had decided to take forty winks

Unfortunately leaving humanity on its brinks!

So how can we be rescued from this fate

Of never being able to escape the living state.

Asleep Death remains

Oblivious to our turmoil and pains.