Destruction is written
there with your fate.
Try to correct yourself soon
before going to die.
True, you are dying, and you are
at the end of your life.
At any moment, you can forcibly
driven out by time.
So long you are here,
impart true knowledge to your son/daughters,
and to grand children.
Let them know the truth,
or at least encourage them
to fight for truth.
Life is not
all falsehood.
See the good, the world is
very beautiful with you.
And if you fail, then be ready
to face the consequences like
Ravana, or Kansa, or Duryodhana.
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