From the dust you have risen
To the dust you must go
For some may be it is early
For some the process is slow
You are blessed with power
And may be with a sharp mind
When count of your breathe ends
Time does not behave kind
To the dust you must go
Pleading and favor do not work
Time won't wait for you
Whether it is light or dark
Be kind to others and leave a
Mark before you are gone
Don't waste this gift of life
For a noble cause you are born
So pragmatic write... touching expression! Beautifully crafted....10
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I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful write don't waste time.
Humble regards for support.