A Winter's Night, Or Is It A Vision of What Awaits the Damned After Death?

It is the end of the day,
A cold day toward the end of the year.
Darkness falls like Death,
Especially so in Winter time.
It's as if the wintry cold darkness
Were playing the role of the Grim Reaper,
(Coming to take us eventually to Hell).

As people go about their business in the darkness,
They look grim, as if losing their liveliness.
They take on the hopeless look of ghosts.

Creatures living in the nether world,
The unhappy existence of the damned,
Ghosts dwelling in a shadow land,
The afterlife for those rejected by Heaven.

That's what suffering thru
Each night in Winter
reminds me of,
A foretaste of Hell.