A COMPLETE LIFE ON EARTH
‘Death be not proud', says poet John Donne,
A priest can find such a reason,
But I have my different reason,
For me, life's worthy in itself!
How selfish human beings are!
They are not happy with this life
And wish for another in heaven
Or to become one with ‘Brahma'!
Of course, our life's full of misery,
Of hardships, despair, pain and death,
But let's take them as our challenge,
Using talents hidden in us.
Ignore, if in efforts we fail,
For we're mere victims to fate's fare,
Our life-span's beyond our bail;
This vain life we are bound to bear!
How foolish human beings are!
They fail to make their life on earth
Worthy of living; a full life
Without a tail to eternity!
You ask, "What's the meaning of life,
If there's no chance for another life,
As inevitable is death
For every one that's born on earth? "
I ask, "What's the meaning of life
After death if there's no memory
Of our previous life on earth,
A life bereft of human senses? "
That's our fate, my fellow beings,
Which no Almighty God can change!
That let's make our life immortal
On this earth itself, a great life!
We ignore the blessings of life
And waste our good days in vain hope
Of living a life after life,
Leaving a chance for life complete!
If you brood on what sages said,
A life after death's a fantasy,
A loophole for the escapists;
It's just death, and not life at all!
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