Reality, Death. Poem by SY Wong ...
Reality, Death.
I don't know about death since I am still alive
I only know death's hanging around every time
Deaths are of many kinds
What kind of death devours?
We only live to die, one day
When?
When?
when?
Death comes upon every living thing
All that's alive have to die
We can ignore death, but
death is real.
When death comes knocking are we ready to ask whether we lived a worthy life____
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5/8/2024 6:17:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the birth is for doing, to do something good Death though is true But can not stop this life
Thanks, Mahtab..a beautiful comment.