Feel happy for to wake from your sleep every day
For life it is brief and time does tick away
For many today it will be their last sundown
Death comes to the wealthy and poor of the town
We age every day beyond our physical prime
And eventually we all become victims of time
The bell you will not hear is your farewell bell
For all of us from life a final farewell
The Reaper of lives will visit you as well as me
So feel happy for every day you live to see
That you are a poor person happens to be true
But remember there is always one worse off than you
We are born as mortals why otherwise pretend
And the life's journey for everyone comes to an end.
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