I always say this
ALL HAVE COME TO GO
Leader Neta and Fakir (poor)
you and me
rather who has ever ever returned from there
when buried or burnt none
but as all need a profession
some say come back as an incarnation
do good or else next birth may not be human
may be dog or elephant..
Then what was I last birth
I don't know
what difference will it make
O preacher Mantri Pundit Padri etc...
He smiles I too have a family
donation will now give will ye
so what I have passed on
knowledge
which was passed on to me - -
you may do what you want to or simply follow me
Fast forward this freely
My I am the one holding the keys of this place
you will have to come by again
Its Gods grace
but as you say none will ye trace
but still bow to me with humility and grace
I alone will keep your trace
living and dead
'coz I am in my subject well read
ignorant man - - thee
FINALLY
Live your life
as you want to live it
it's just for once
Who has ever walked this way again
just tell me once
Are we all made of dung
that we can't imagine
life is granted by parental
or with else wise
but
copulation
by man and woman
only once
who can that challenge
tell me what was, your last stance
what have you to say
but keep mum
SILENCE!
So spake
Omar Khayyam
Now you too may open up if you have
YOUR own MIND
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem