The Skull may laugh
But cannot cloud the mirror
With that all-consuming answer.
What did he know at the point of death?
That all was but delusion?
Or was his cry delayed
Until the sudden shock of his rebirth
And a new era for his penitent religion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an amazingly penned poem shared on life and death topic here. Skull laughs but truth still blows.10