HEARTBEATS
The mosquitos bite
You feel it's pains.
The relatives pin your skin
You thought the parts.
The termites will devour
You will never shield it.
The wealths you loss
You feel sad all the time
They will keep beside your carcass it will meaningless.
You will now become a status
A call to be moved by carrying.
The body that feeling weather
Will no longer thermometing.
The voiceful mouth will turn to be voiceles,
The shy beings will be shameless
The spirit departs its body
The shelsl will be dumped
Once the snails are in spirits.
Why care about a lost?
Why wheel for a gain?
Why dribble to acquire world?
You are multiple in life
You are single in dead.
Life is a light to show many things, but dead is a shadow need nothing.
We give them the peace
They beckon in war.
We request their air blow our peppered eyes.
They blow into our eyes with peppered mouths.
We ask of a help
They help in robbing spikes.
The birth had pained and joyed
As death gave sadness and stories.
I will become a story
You will one day.
The fire will remain after
The yam roosters.
Whatever you own
It is never your but earth.
Everything is from and back to.
Living is a blessing we taste
Because earth is never a market
Goods are never the spirits.
Earth is the goods and bodies
It is a relical palaces and places.
The drums beat
You feel the melodies.
The remained skin of a living
Give sounds to your emotions.
If the animals are never dead
Its skin will not make a music.
The earth is the museum
To all the passbyers and their past objects.
Feel blessed in the earth
It just a gift to the heartbeat.
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