A man at deathbed is full of tears,
Not that he leaves the pleasure of the world
But that how his cherished things would be handled
And that how he would be judged and weighed..
More often than not he’ll be utterly belied.
You need not cultivate hopeful thoughts.
13.11.2000, Pmdi
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