People
die everyday
The
stories never go away
Natural
causes, murders, accidents
Motor
vehicles crashes, planes explodes
People
suicides or drugs related high
Bites
by poisonous insects and snakes
We
are surrounded everyday
The
hard fact is majority still alive
Though
we have our fear every time
We
may not think about it
Every
waking hour till we go to sleep
But
death is stalking us
Since
the day we were born
Within
the waking hours
We
better do all the good deeds
Small
ones or bigger
As
long as we cheer up the suffering
The
destitute, the homeless, the beggars
Giving
a helping hand or contributions
Knowing
somebody will smile with our charity
And
don't think we live forever
We
have our fixed time to get it right
Turn
our pages of intangible goods
Into
a beacon of hope of our own salvation
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