Who decides a person's fate
Who is the powers that be
Who would determine which life's been fulfilled
Who pulls the rug from under one's feet
What would it take to earn much more time
What kind of price to be paid
What'd be a reason to draw the line
What of the will to survive
Where goes a soul the moment one perish
Where does the lost refuge seek
Where would it wait or
Where does it roam free
Till reckoning day itself reveals
Is it true that life can expire
Long before one's time is due
Might an extended reckless circle
Cut short one life or two
Who, what, where or why
These questions of answers we seek
Since the beginning of time
Exposed it was
Throughout our globe
Holy books so speak
Introduce each self to your Lord
In order to not forever be damned
One truth in each of us be known
Oneself determine one's fate
The only real question of all is this
Does one truly deserve this precious gift
Of the glorious life
Each of us have received
- Author: Hills (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 10th, 2023 03:40
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 3
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