WHETHER WE REMAIN OR NOT
This world of ours is like Inn
People come and go after transit halt
Our sajourn on earth is transient
Whether be Gandhi or Hitler be
Then why this arrogance, my friend
There is no escape from definite death
Make this world a paradise for self and others
Nature's benevolence is for its creation on earth
We have come empty handed, will go empty handed
This was the message of Alexander, for humanity
All these wealth, reputation, power and status
Are like mirage, only good deeds matter
What remains will be our good deeds in life
Whether we remain or not, our deeds remembered.
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