Our Life: How It Ends
When
we were born,
Everything
seemed to be torn,
Not
concerned of anything,
Just
the day and night's sleeping.
When
we went to school,
It
seemed very cool,
To
study whole day,
And
enjoying the holidays after May.
When
we became a teen,
We
became very mean,
And
with our parents we fought,
For
a phone or an i-pod.
When
we went for our job,
We
bought a big car to show off,
After
working for so many years,
It
was just a holiday we wanted to hear.
When
we became a parent,
Our
children asked us for money to spend,
It
was the time to sigh,
When
our responsibilities were high.
When
we became old,
'The
time has come' the thing we were told,
Our
children fought with us,
For
money which was a big fuss.
The
day we died,
All
just cried and cried,
We
will be going to heaven or hell,
We
didn't know but everything seemed very well.
This
is our life,
Which
shortens with the coming time.
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