The Unfamiliar Mortgage Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The Unfamiliar Mortgage
Who mortgaged our precious life
to an unknown cruel destiny?
we pay the high interest by our toil.
This endless disputable loan
will it be end with the death?
Or we have to re-born again and again
for the Redemption of our innocent souls?
Do you think that he will come for our solace
without a prejudice?
To the poetess Ernestine.Northover
Monday, November 28, 2005
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4/20/2024 10:50:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The ransom for our life's mortgage has been paid; our rebirth need only occur once, provided you're willing to believe! Nice write.