Looking round the clock
Deep in no thought with excuse
My heart beeps in the dark
Going forth and back in states of dilemmas
What a life to live in
Our journey so dear
To forget in seconds, all be gone
No stance of appearance could be lovely
Than the day of disappearance
Without remedy
Fragile is our existence
So fragile and timely
Be good, yes be
For non knows the d day
When maggots won't let us be
And all return to dust while they get to their bay
Talking and ranting are the goodies
We enjoy in self acclamation
Being good for the joy of blowing trumpets
Is the key to destruction
Hear me well you prudent
Live right and be godly
Let not Lucifer's pride reign in your heart
Its destruction is timely
Let no greed override you
Theft be your love
Wickedness always sing the praise of you
And other corrupt instruments lead you to the grave
Open your heart to be good
Don't be an overlord as it's not a joke
The day of reward is at hand
For we blow like a flame and vanish as smoke.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem