With the unbearable thought that

Everybody dies for no good reason

In the final moment when end arrives

In its glittering fineries

To read out your valuation report

Your worth in life in pennies  are

The freedom of how much money worth decisions

You made when alive

The insurance cheque for your kith and kin

In your post box after you were dusted

And the beautiful realization that

 You were invaluable only when you were born