Message From Poet Poem by Fatima Obaid

why to decor it so much
why to care for it more than anything
why to show it to everyone
and become sinner
why to proud for it
why to act coquettishly on it
as a fact of reality it has to end
it has to go deep down in soil
where it will be the food of insects
they will decompose it and relish with it
by filling up their tinny tummies
they will walk upon your deadly stinky body
they will enjoy eating your hole flesh
nothing would left except bone
bones that shall be used by doctors
for research work or for showcase
the only thing you will have after death
the only thing you own is 'Good deed'
the reward of it will never be eaten away
you will still have them even after your decay
so don't waste time
in beautifying your body
instead beautify your soul
by doing good deeds
they will never ever leave you
even in darkness of grave
they'll be with you
side by side like a light
pouring your heart with delight
do good with all your might
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