When I Die
When I die
The whole world will cry
The flower stop to smell a day
no Sunrise and shining
moon in the sky
So sad was Cat and rat
even the holy grass.
No river moved an inch
No rain drop fall
Breeze was so high
with a hot mist to witness
a new winter's tale
The workers teared
among is my father
and my child,
my friends came there
to console, my rivals
already become mad
So much happened
that day, still lot to say
But except some
confusion that
" when I will die and
Whome am I "
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