You may think you are unexpendable but so many thought this way
Who are now among the deceased but in truth one can say
That themselves they overvalued since life as usual does go on
And the World did not come to an end when the last breath of life from them had gone
If you feel you are better than others to yourself you only lie
Since you are just a mere mortal you too have been born to die
On this respect you are no different to the poorest of the town
Since the one who does reap all lives does not respect wealth or renown
The one known as the life's reaper does not differentiate
Between the lives of the forgotten and those we does Celebrate
We are born to life as mortals why even otherwise pretend
And every day from the beginning one day nearer to the end
You are not unexpendable though you well may feel this way
Since to the scythe of the life's reaper you too will fall one day.
Friday, September 1, 2017
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