To Rid Poem by Chan Mongol

Who wants to live with pain, for sure?
They didn't invent any medicine to cure!

How can you live if life isn't that fun!
Hell is in the earth in everybody's turn!

They put me to sleep and I didn't feel;
Cut my limb with their tools and skill

Didn't hurt when used knife on me;
Dead man has no feeling and can't see!

I know death is painless, I was there;
Bringing back to life was very unfair.

In much pain, it's better to go to sleep;
It's OK if decide the life not to keep!

Who wants to live with torture, for sure?
They didn't invent medicine to cure!

Forgive for love, obsession and greed!
Time is coming for me, to get rid!

They didn't love me but were free loaders;
With free rides, they live more as winners!