The Goodness

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I am the soul tries to rest in peace, Of the man lying in the funeral pyre That I have traveled a journey of life seeing happiness, troubles, and sorrows, His relatives, near and dear ones along with the friends and well wishers stands in the ground here and there different opinions on the man who passed someone remembers his good deeds of lifetime Another narrating the misdeeds he committed Most of them agrees the loss as sorrowful To the society and village he resided But my memory is the good tasks of him That saved the life of a poor cow Trapped inside of an abandoned well crying for help from the bottom Hearing the sorrowful cry of the animal This gentleman ran towards the well seeing the plight and helplessness He ran to the village to coordinate a team His timely action rescued the poor animal with a spirit and compassion and love Now I hear the crying sounds of that animal May be on the grief of the death of its saviour I experience animals are so thankful whom they got protection and love whom from they got food and drink I understand only the good deeds will last for the soul that helps to rest in peace./ No fame, wealth, and posh life, come for the rescue of the human being only the positiveness and charity will survive And makes the human being immortal after death.

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