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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (unfit category but no choice.) Life would be worthless and short If this is the only dear life we have Great plans just death can abort to be useless once you met your grave. And for those who die young, in chilhood's tender ages How short and incomplete life would be How unfair and unlucky if death's the end for them Besides life to the fullest is eternity. What about those who born and die poor or those born deaf, blind or lame What if they were so doomed without any cure How unlucky if resurrection never came! But a belief that there's a life after this could be of great consolation and solace especially to the poor handicapped, the shortlived that they could make it up under heaven's grace! For the good one who is born blind In heaven shall he in brighter vision see And the goodly one yet who has lost his mind will in the afterlife be as sane as could be The deaf man with his balance of pious acts Only the hereafter would compensate what he lacks And that godly one born poor and who dies poor could be of the richest at heaven's door In this life those who've been saintly yet unable to talk could cheer up to believe what heaven has in stock For this world can be misery, heaven's the place to rock In this world at times you've to let the hawks gawk Knowing your tormentor in heaven shall ye mock Thus for a true happy ever after for an abode of mirth and laughter Work towards thy hereafter A divine place devoid of disaster!
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