Reason I Am Different Poem by Jasbir Singh

Beloved, Thou think not I am selfish:
Since I am going in this journey alone,
I am going unto my Father's mansion far away:
I am a sojourner on earth and this is not my home.
Thou wilt miss me and cry when thou see me no more,
Do thee think I am apathetic lad, No!
Thou wilt be always close unto my heart:
Like the fruits which fall from the tree but they fall not very far!
Always be joyful and never thee lose thy hope.
Even though we live but we meet no more.