Charm of Death

Nothing can substitute death for it is the final destination and ere you last breath crystal clear all your abberation. Rest forever or birth to numb dizziness as you part, you leave all harms and assaults people most unatheist, called quick as bless is perfused, to save him from life's thunderbolts Long life of people swing as tombs where none pay heed to temple and churches who will pay heed to these scarce living glooms amidst clowns in whose core only money perches. The flirt and dirt only thing hatching in heart and society dwindle with values and morals each thing lost and perfect human you never wert lacking natural mankind but adorned with quarrels. AKASH SANGWAN