One Lives With Hope Of Not Dying. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Death may come when you’re asleep,
When you’re ill or by a snake bite,
Or by fire, by flood, or by a crash,
Anywhere, any time, and in any form.

You may witness innumerable deaths,
Now and then, near and afar,
But, are least disturbed and perturbed,
And live as though you are immortal

Claw of death is afar as you think,
Every deed you do with utmost faith.
Any moment you may die, if you reason,
No deed can you perform with verve.

Thanks to God.
05.02.2001, Pmdi