Death be Feared Not

If life's a journey, destination's death
Taking close to it, each of our breath
All who travel and reach their goals
Welcomed and cheered by fairy dolls

Many lose ways, go left or right
Sins they commit, lose mind and sight
Wander miles, end having no aim
Chasing wealth lust or worldly fame

Bring relief and joys end of journeys all
Come to me o Adam's Children. God's call

Jahan Zaib: 03/12/2012

poem by Jahan zaib
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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