No doubt, we are all in debt.
The debt shall be paid to none but death.
It is but a life we borrow,
We live today and leave tomorrow.

Life seems sweet in our sight
But to the wall when pushed so tight,
Our minds conceive then we sigh.
We forget afterwards then we smile.

What a wonderful world mould with words!
Every one with words is but a ward.
We come through the footpath in the womb,
And later to eternal womb through the tomb

In this world everything will vanish.
And the creatures in it shall all be banished.
We step to this world happily crying,
And since then ever we keep on trying.

One day our voices would be heard no more
And our existence would be known no more
We would all be buried in oblivion
Our 'unreturnabililty' would be so obvious

We would pay for what we borrow,
We would be accompanied with sorrow.
Trudging this world I become weird
For one day I would be left with no word.

How would it have been, if the earth is permanent in nature?

Wow! Rily nice piece of art.

Reminds me of dose days when I used to burst tins like dis...