Slowly on our way to the grave
One step at a time we kill
Step by step we part
Like leaves of a dry tree on a windy summer
To the ground we fall
Detached from the stems we have forever known
Like all the living
Piece by piece we depart
Down to the grave
Where our bodies rot
Where maggots are born out of our fleshes
Like pieces of a difficult puzzle
Unhurriedly our immortality fades
We are lain bare to suffer human damnation
From this part of the universe we start
Our long and endless journey to the grave
By and by thus we go, never to return!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem