tsewang gon

The Way Of Life - Poem by tsewang gon

The people are busy for money
Thought to become a big man
Dream for highest in the world
Try to get big result
Oh, that is their big problem
Make confuse themselves
Be worry for day and night
The tomorrow is not end
Like that the worry is not end
But life time is fast as horse
Life is short and complex
Any method to save our breath
Many people has hope to God
But no one know about god
No one meet with god
It is only faith
Oh blind faith
Everything grow up there
But dying there last
No one there to live forever
It is our common suffering
That way everything have to go
It is our common life way

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013

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