Judgment Poem by FRAGMENTS AND PIECES

Life is an inevitable journey
Where one needs some kind of money
To sustain his power and energy
And reach his final destiny

In the end, one will rest
He will see how great was his best
After all his travel days
Finally he will see what he has made

Wherever one chooses and goes
Whatever he has won or loss
He might have paid all his dues
There is a sure thing he can never lose

When one is still strong
Can always do even the wrong
Can abide to what he held his own
Control is in him who mold his home

But times may come from somewhere else
The days of power may lose its gaze
Seldom, few brought to amaze
Despair would rather even wrap the base

Life is sowing in the fields
One has the choice to remove the weeds
In his own decision, nobody bids
Even to his conscience, there are only rare affairs

Sudden and prompt change may come
Life would stop no matter things are planned
No excuses, many times do not even warn
The journey ends and the final breaths shun.

The tribune of life will now arrest
The deeds of past speaks one's chest
Where he built his own true resting place
What he worked for now return his gains

If life is invested for a good profit
The final test gives what he really saved
His treasures determine what he has spent
Whatever he gave, he will receive.