With skill
Life is constantly on move
To show and prove
Its presence for living and dead
The message is well read
The past has to be left behind
With earnest desire to find
And go on with artistic skill
To live peacefully at will
Whether you perform willingly
Or go with under compulsion sadly
It is for us to choose
And question has to be posed
Remember one thing
Many kingdoms lost along with their kings
What was left behind? Nothing but only ruins
So bring in no new factor like pain
Then powerful wind may blow sand
And take it away to a farm land
It may touch to barren land
Or stay on fertile grazing ground
Life has to face an end
With body deep buried
Message inscribed on tomb or not
You are simple mixture of clay and got the right place
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