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The Awful Word Death
The sadness of getting lonely, weary and old is none other than the anguishing thought, we can't avoid feeling or mentioning at all cost; daily unrest triggers the awful death word! Will all frighten when that time comes? Shutting windows to shelter ourselves from an imaginable cold worsens existence; it's not winter yet, gather common sense! A menace is horror to whomever perceives it as an imminent demise, a sudden sorrow that persists and torments feeble souls intensely shivering; insidious voices transform all moods and well-being! Whoever detests old age will have his own pain to bear when he comes face to face with reality; and the one who uses his young body to entertain, escapes it from it a while, then encounters fatality! Declining years show their signs on faces, unbearable is the isolation from a society that abuses and scolds the enfeebled minds, all they ask for is understanding, not mercy! Are they able to withstand the fury of the rainstorm, the fret of desolation amid screams and crashing noises? And despite their strengthless, fear and deviating tones, nothing delights them more than the soothing calm! They have lived a life with very noble ideals, no affection they withheld from their peers; and having completed their devoted human task, they'll go serenely as they came into life to be brisk! It's so clear too us that who chooses to live in dreadful darkness decides to disregard what's sacred indulging in wrongful pleasures; and for the ones who strongly believe in a gratifying, divine purpose, they pave the way not with gold but with something very grandiose! The greyness or whiteness of hair shows actual age, it's not complaining about wrinkles, moods and looks: it's the absence of compassion, kindness and closeness, take away these three from them and they'll feel rage!
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