OUR LIFE,OUR DEATH

Our life, our death
Are all meant to be a test
Our days, our nights
Dimnish years of our lives

Our once radiant face
With all the glints and hazy looks
Our glossy shiny body
Will one day be put to rest

Our hidden treasuries
Our secret bank account
Our cloned belongings
Which is kept with hateful greed

Our body and limbs
That is used for good and bad
Our minds, our soul
Repository of what we do

Our friends and foes
Part and parcel of our lives
Our relatives and colleagues
Are all there for a purpose

Our givings must be much
Our loathing must be crunched
Just to have a better life
And a peaceful afterlife