Hail Die Another Day
In the order of this world
A day is born with sunrise and sunset
Is there a world that has itself
and not one to live in it?
Is there a language that has all words
Except life, care and concern?
Oh! Come I shall show you my next bud
Here is all life, all happiness, all wealth, and all weather
All ‘allness’; except yourself and your life
Tell mom that you have lived another day
That a ray of hope still survives
Show your sister this token of gift of Life I give you
That I am to die and you are to live
For one’s death is other’s life
There isn’t anyone to aid us
So let me die for our mean cause
To live
Oh! To survive in deed.
Break forth into joy
That you live another day
And into tears; to die another day
All Hail! All Praise! All glory!
Die another Day!
Copyright © Rakesh Arava | Year Posted 2014
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