He did not impress
So I told on the face
Never discuss it in open
World is wide open
Who knows about hell?
Or for that part heaven
Let us not paint it on this beautiful earth
We are afraid here of only death
Some of the criminals are not afraid
Even of the death or fear of being laid
That is ultimate place for all
Whether honest man any one responding to call
'I am not scared of death'
Many people boost with long breathe
They know what can be condition?
When death really is pouncing upon
When God himself had to surrender!
To the cruelty of inhuman murderer
How can black headed man claim immunity?
It is all by the grace of an almighty
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He did not impress So I told on the face