No matter if we are rich or poor
No matter we have less or more
No matter how we look
No matter what is our job
No matter how different we are
At the end what only matters is our deeds
All we have a same end
Either hell or heaven
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All we have the same end....yes, death is a point that knows no rich no poor! All of us have understood this undeniable truth but carried away by whims!