Life is a conspiracy against death.
This conspiracy sharpens its edge,
In the trial of the World-stage.
In this dais everyone is _ actor,
And playing the certain character.
Willy-nilly trapped in the conspiracy,
Highs and lows of Good-Evil with no accuracy.
Let it be so, do your utmost to Live,
And let others live, Spirit's there-believe.
Virtue, morals, values good for creation,
Only optimism, positive attitude, our possession.
Yes, these are the things of great help,
Wisest use of them makes happy each self.
Do not forget ‘Death' too is essential emotion,
That makes you to live even in commotion.
Don't pine for the loss of material gain,
Life itself beautiful makes it more the same.
But many came, many died, no one keeps account.
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