The
oldest of man will die one day
By the
time when you’ve come to the end of the day
And
you draw your last breadth
And
life has flit out from that body of yours
When
it all be said and done
And
your last scene of your life is flash before your eyes
You
look at all what you’ve use that one life of yours to live
And
nothing seems so interesting to you
You
have gone on so long journey
But wait
have you prepare for the journey in front of you
When
life is over
And
all you’re labour on earth
Is
done and what kind of life
What will
the ones you left behind said you live?
Life
worth emulation or you become wasted resources
A
wasted investment on earth
Successfully
wasted heaven resources on you
And
you’ve got nothing to present your maker
You
have not touched any life
You
have not make impact in your days
Life
is over
You
left without anything behind
No footprint…No
legacy left behind
It
echoes at the back of your ear
A
waster of heaven investment
Fading
away life the stars of the morning
Losing
their light in the glorious sun
Thus
will be past from the earth and its toiling
Only
remembered by what you have done
When
life is over
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