In these moments before my departure,
I feel more clarity that I have ever felt in my dull life.
In one minute, I will be free from the voices,
from the pain and from life.
Life seems stupid to me,
Why are we on earth?
To till the ground or worship?
To explore or enjoy?
Life sucks and sorrow osculates
Our days on earth,
Oh! Naked was I when I come,
Does it mean, I'm to till the ground
With my skinny body, ready to break anytime.
I thought earth was a Paradise,
Where I can plucked fruitful fruit,
And taste the sweetness of honey and milk always,
But why is agony mixed in garden of our Eden?
I'm not writing for help or sympathy,
But to let you know that my problem
Is beyond mount Everest, no one dare climb,
I decided to visit the visitor before he comes for me.
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