Coffin Poem by Abdul Rahman

There is the Coffin! There is the Coffin!
Heading towards the grave,
Lifting it would be the act of brave.

It is the Coffin! It is the Coffin!
That no people can share,
On staring it, there comes no dare.

How is the Coffin? How is the Coffin?
Just made like a bowl!
Finished comfortably to rest the soul.

Where is the Coffin? Where is the Coffin?
Taken to hide until the “Judgement” Day
Going Where? To the Heaven or to the Hell - none can say.