Life on stage
We play our roles
The good, the bad, the ugly
Thriving it while we are alive
Every role we will play
Bringing it in the open stage
The role each of us will demonstrate
In our daily routines
Even death will not escape
The drama unfolds; the sound of prayers
The whispers of the characters
Playing it even a decease has gone
Life on stage
We don't think much about it
We simply play our games
The drama of our lives
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