Origins(of Measurable Being) - Today I Caught The Plague

Heed these words and canine spread:
Resurrection lies in the hands of men
And women
Lay bodies over dirt fields
Spreading once-wood ashes upon the dead
Now go tell the false mortals of ill taught ways:
Their dealings with dying
Free them indefinitely
Of losses pain "
With that the quadruped fled on hastened heels
On through death-fields none would have known
If not for lethargy
A bearer's rest would spell disaster
As the dog slept his god grew restless
Sent a second bearer in his stead
Tragically forgetful of what was said
With renewed vigour of repose
Canine arrived on sullen scene:
Burnt bodies buried under pervasive earth
"Cease these actions presently;
All you've known of what comes when corpses shun breath
Has left them lifeless "
Failing persuading the faithful
The unwelcome "cur" left man to his meddling
And so we die;
The passing of time weighing on our minds