Humans exist since time unknown
Despite catastrophes they survive
Life produces lives ever overgrown
Death takes it of soul still deprives
As long as there is fit environment
Seeds ignite and harvests abound
In geometric progressions ascent
Surpassing usually death round
On earth lives no way reiterate
Folks feel so sorry to leave world
They eat delight with their mates
So they keep life and tightly hold
Old cells have to cross their fate
Their remnants return to earth lap
Souls might roam to relive too late
Or the Holy Spirit them entraps
Some dream and think of paradise
Others see life's once and unique
Some pray to Gods awaiting prize
Others peace in life ask and seek.
Kassem Oude
On October 16,2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is very complex. I believe our awareness of our existence and eventual death is what makes us so extraordinary. Science has explained our origin, our evolution, and we know our life will come to an end, just by observing. No one escapes death, that is a certainty. No one wants to stop living, but death does not ask our permission. And each one of us has a unique idea as to what awaits us after death. We form these differing opinions throughout our lives. Religion has the biggest influence on what we think. But as long as it brings us comfort and we find peace at our death, this is what matters. Some unfortunate people find no hope while they are alive, but hope abounds in their hearts as they lay on their deathbed. And so we must respect each person's ideas and beliefs. This is what will carry us over the threshold from this world into eternity. An excellent poem, Kassem. Words of truth and wisdom found a home in your poem.