If there aint no life
after death
then what on earth
is life worth
flesh is
weak
flesh breaks down
and decays away
death is death
its a dead end
its a one way street
with death
there is no future
there is no tomorrow
life ends!
with death
and death has no spirit
the body cannot survive
itself
in other words
when its over
its over!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Flesh is weak and this breaks. When body vanishes no life is seen in survival. An amazing poem is very brilliantly penned basing on your personal thought..10