Bother not of death itself. think of what you can accomplish before death strikes
Death is a human tragedy
It is a disaster in the family
Loss of a loved one leaves
An ache in the heart and mind
Though we never tasted death
We believe in the theory of dying
Its occurrence on others is a proof
Life and death go in conjunction
In the shadow of life death lurks
And on the mirror of eternity
The images of death are reflected
If life is the sea of happiness
Death is the shoreline of misery
Times change much as sands shift
Death creeps on as you scamper around
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Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on January 29, 2007
Alas death is a reality and no one escaped it. Victor
The fortunate inherit riches, prestige, positive notoriety. Those not so lucky bear legacies filled with poverty, infamy or, worse yet, the unhinged insanity and murderous urges of their ancestors.
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It surely does, so may we all scamper well!