I perceive the worship of death,
The close observations make me amazed.
While the surroundings need charity;
The worship of dying souls, what a treaty!
The lives are gradually in shield
Under the darkness of hunger;
None look at the fact,
What a surprising act!
Men love lives
But they worship death;
They invent the glory of life in death.
Then what’s the value of life,
When the death deserves more worth than the life.
Death is glorious;
When the death enlightens and candles thousands of lives.
That death I worship,
I worship that death.
This death, I proclaim the immortal birth of dynamic life.
Proud for the life and for the undying soul;
Pray to the mighty Lord for the soul,
Aim to reach the imperishable goal;
From earth to heaven,
From the mortality to the immortality of the soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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