Leave the dead be in their evermore sleep
When you weep for them it is for yourself you do weep
Their life journey over in peace they now lay
They did have their innings of them one can say
Since death is one of our life's phobias and fears
We weep for ourselves when for the dead we shed tears
Few do go through life without bearing some cross
When we weep for ourselves we weep for our own loss
People are born to life and people die every day
One must suppose that life works on this way
The dead of their worries and cares are now free
And death is for all of us eventually
You weep for yourself when you weep for the dead
Weep for those you love doing it tough in life instead.
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