"There is a way that seemeth right to a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death..."  Proverbs 16:25

The way of death is like a man who conquers a mountain of ice.
But what is ice?
A faulty solid,
Utterly dependent on the climate of the day.
He plants his flag, but soon
A warm wind blows, and ice becomes water
And water steam.
And the wind takes it away
While he and his flag
Are left behind
Looking silly...