Good day friends follower and steemians online. I believe we all are having the best time on steemit.
I want to write on a traditional poem which expresses DEATH
I believe you will enjoy it. Kindly read

Look after him and I will thank you.
Unspeakable misfortune has befallen me.

Weeping and sobbing interrupt my son;
I bore a lovely child.
The dead have now inherited this treasure.

Don't cry
Mother of a single child, don't cry.
All roads lead to the grave.
Loud weeping cannot make the dead return.
Mother of a single child, don't cry.

Death is our lot.
Death is man's lot.
I too will die one day.
I shall not cry for help on the last day.
For is not that the end of everything?

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Thanks for reading this poem; From Mr.Gossip James Hive account@gossipmill.

Lets bear this Loud weeping cannot make the dead return

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