Almighty God decides the time for all
Earthly creatures, both big and small;
And Nature does her work as per His time,
Albeit some changes in the clime;
Man does not care for precious time until
On verge of death, bed-ridden, ill;
He prays to get his life-span extended
By falling on his knees bended –
Alas, his time has ended!
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I would like to translate this poem
Ahh! So very true! Nice job!