Indeed, man is in great loss,
The way drugs & music make his whole wants.
Actions which do result this cause,
The desires for 'cans' and 'cant's'
Time is truly passing away,
And when he would come to the barren ground.
Realize, he will but at a far bay,
The path of forgiveness will therefore be closed.
He has become indeed unholy,
With all the empty-headed lifestyles.
Did he loose all the melancholy?
Little does he raise his hands,
To ask for forgiveness from his Lord,
Little does he prays, little does he know,
The bones which find too hard to bow.
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