God created human being,
Yes, the Father formed the earth's dust;
And to ashes, man shall be back,
On the day that he breathes his last.
Man is designed by one true God
From his mother's wonderful womb;
Never forget when his time comes
He shall surely go straight to tomb.
His whole life is full of troubles,
Beginning from his birth on earth;
Suffering from fret, pain, and woe,
Till the time of eventual death.
From the cradle, he rises up,
Waking up from a so short sleep;
Twilight zone pulls him down below,
Into the cold grave six-foot deep.
But he shall not stay or remain
Forever in dark oblivion;
On the day of final judgment,
There shall be a resurrection.
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God created human being, Yes, the Father formed the earth's dust; And to ashes, man shall be back, On the day that he breathes his last. An inspiring poem, sir Bernard.