This is my story
this is a sad story
soon, i am going into that long sleep, in the chamber
the money that i have left, is saved from some gold diggers
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A Jesus said once: Do not gather, since we are born with nothing and when we die we can take nothing with us. Lovely and captivating poem, Sy. Indeed a sad poem. God´s Blessings!
the body the clay pot will go forever the earthly terms will live forever just need useful handling for the ever coming next........////
There's no guarantee. Thanks Mahtab.