Sin Culture Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Sin Culture



Have no doubt
When we talk about
Death is certain
We want it to come without pain

Each soul has to depart
As we are part
Of the divine theory
And put in motion already

Whether you like it or not
The solution has to be sought
The life is to be spent in orderly manner
Not to side with evil or sin culture

You shall have choice
When raise voice
About your past and present
You acted as messenger sent from above

Such belief makes you carefree
You have no reason to worry
As each passenger has to get down
When the destination is already known

The death may knock
In the early morning when warned by cock
As raising alarm over the appearance of death God
To take you away and free from load

Sin Culture
Friday, August 28, 2015
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Liza Sudina 28 August 2015

Death - is a joke of God. Joke is a human pain. He gives Himself to spank as easy as on a date. because you can't get hung up in the physical world, in the body you can't see the only life's point. God used to Joke daily. Scary is His Judge Only for very sinful. As for others - they'll pass.

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 28 August 2015

The death may knock In the early morning when warned by cock As raising alarm over the appearance of death God To take you away and free from load

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

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Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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