Life Cycle

There is a place call heaven
Where everyone is even
And a place called hell 
Where evil hearts dwell.

There’s a place call earth
Where people give birth
And there is a person call death
Who takes them after birth

There is a word called joy
That comes when they are born
And there is his enemy called sorrow
Who comes up when death shows.

There’s a word called beginning
That brings about our coming,
Then there is a friend
Called end
Which everything and everyone must reach.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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