The Golden Dust Of The Hill Of Birke Poem by Zamir Osorov

Life is the greatest show in Earth
maybe in Universe,
yes, but why you are so ungrateful, blind and deaf
and lived in multiple troubles, suffers and adverses?

Wait a little, please,
be honest and discreet
and you returned back in eternal peace
into golden dust under our feet
from where you never arise again,

the luckiest creature and man
among the trillions others unborn brethren
and billions trillions others persons
no close relate to your family tree
but quite identical with the same knots of genes.

They never win in that game and lottery
called the greatest show in universe.