Yet we live a life as if death we shall never see
In the men's garden, grows the seed of wealth
Trees of envy and fruits of fame
Only to make a glorified death at the end
The rich that beats the success drums
And the poor that begs to live
A day, the death shall level them both!!!
well composed dear sir
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ReplyDeleteWell said....thanx 4 reminding the harsh truth...i think we need to be reminded to live our life with humility
ReplyDeletethanks Minjur.........I hope everything is going on well with you and Dorji. It has been a while since we last met! Take care
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