This body will perish must,
From air to air, from dust to dust,
Or water to water;
Yet, we fight
for our right to win
Flesh, Buck and Power.
But nothing will remain.
Neighbor will laugh at us,
Because we were silly,
Committing the same mistake,
Knowing nothing remains.
Everybody will go from ash to ashes,
From dust to dust..
From Fire we come,
Remain in water,
Stay in Fire and turn
Into dust.
This is the same
Story retold by an
Idiot like me.....
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Yet, we fight for our right to win Everyone knows the final destination and yet we put world in a chaotic condition. Beautifully presented in the verse. Thank you.
I like this poem, dust and fire and water all make the human element interesting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Forgetfulness as if took bathe in Lethe, the river oblivion We forgo always that we tourist..thank you 10