Politics, prayers, wars to favor;
To earn wealth, power, whatever!
Path to death will come sure to falsify;
To leave materials, to cut down earthly tie!
What else in our power, what we will do?
No more way but one way left to go!
We are in the procedure to enter;
To death, by doing a little maneuver!
Death is unpleasant and everybody will die;
Life is to walk through hell as the passerby!
Taking risks, leaving home to earn money;
Harsh truth, we are on board the death's journey!
Bad incidents, accidents are not welcoming;
But they happened and such we are publishing!
Then, just a little bit exciting and mourning;
Little remembering and then forgetting!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Great poem dear poet. Death Only put full stop for everyone's sorrows, happiness, victory, frustation and poverty