Could death be the end of your life?
or, Could death is the start of once life?
Could death can promised you peace nor love?
or, just simply nothing above the sky?
Could be death is the only key
for an admiration or sympathy?
or, Could death is only a mask for the reality?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Death is a reality.. but it is a finality... we have only this one human life... but the hope of everlasting life in God...