UNSEEN SOUL
Poem by Chan Mongol
August 11 of 2022
I don't need the body to travel;
Without body, I go heaven and to hell.
Tens of thousands in a day go to cemetary;
Physiques will no longer be necessary to be free.
In dreams, nobody knows where I go;
After death, none will know what I do!
Death will take me to a new journey;
For all living beings, it will be a mystery.
The mystery will remain unsolved for all;
In life, dream or death, there is unseen soul.
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