***Cruel Guest***
How ephemeral this life is;
People leave as fast as people are born.
The latter is a welcome omen
But the former bruises the heart.
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It is within few days
And my villa see them depart;
Leaving us in the merciless mercy of this life.
We cry,cry and cry and get headache.
Yet continue to cry and cry and ask:
Oh death why should you be?
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You are one august visitor dreaded by all.
Generations past spoke ill of you.
We in the current phase make you a serious enemy.
But are you compelled to let us be?
No! No!! No!!! because you never mind.
Oh death... Why us?
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How inconsiderate you are.
You take away without any regulation.
When we are infant,you do not care.
When we are youth,you do not mind.
When we are at our prime,you do not consider.
When we are old,you care less.
All you care about is your ungodly assignment
In a very cold moment.
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Well,there is joy in my heart.
The joy inherent in He that conquered you first.
He has promised me a new medium.
Then you shall be under my feet;
As powerless as your name sounds when action is absent.
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#DeCharisma mourning Saints triumphant.