there is a reason why we die

Death waits for nobody

It is true in our lives

We are born, live and die

By accidents, by diseases, by old age

By killing, by beaten up, by poison, by murder

We are sure but don't know in what order

We only hope and pray it is humane to go peacefully

When we live we must believe

Life isn't to live and die

It has to earn its values

Everyday the life shines

It is the points one has to deliver

When one returns home to hand report

The good deeds the life earns

On the human's host to make a belief

Once we believe we have a purpose here

We will make amends and try to deliver

For our souls need it to enter Eden

The paradise world

Once lived by humans

Until we lost our birth rights

Our ancestors were sent to Earth

To start the journey of cleansing souls

Death is the process; life earns the deeds

The soul takes back; hand in the report

Stand in front of God waiting for His call

Will it be back to Eden? Or to Hell?

God decides the fate of souls