This mortal body has lent
us temporal pleasure,
instant joy and burden
of strife, sorrow and instability.
Burning with the desire
of living a successful Life
We consider us great,
And hoist our own flag.
We boast, we fight,
We speak out of right,
We show our might!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
The day will come,
Our desires will calm,
And death will ram,
The door of immortality.
Bare footed, bare bodied
With closed eyes,
We all have to cross
The vast river
To take another journey- - - - -
To another life,
To another Pain,
To another Egoistic World,
Leaving this Life behind! !
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