Though life is unbearable
But the old prays
Many years to come
And the youth says
How i wish the world is a dream
The aged are running from death
While the young are busy chasing it
If the sick battle with ailment
Striving to survive the agony
And the dead dream of life
Pleading to come to this world again
And the inmate weeps incessantly
But grateful, for he is living
And the cripple suffer
But giving up life
Doesn't come to his thinking
Then suicide is eluded
To be a panacea for my depression.
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