Final Abode

Wise people are not afraid When time comes to be laid For final abode It need not be told Early or late It is called certain fate One has to be casualty That is wish of an almighty Graveyard last destination to look forward With insight prayer to lord To save from cruel world If you were good People shall love from neighborhood They shall worry for your health Pray God for smooth and painless death After all it was your creation Sincere try for building relation You failed in all attempts That could have been utilized or kept Some people may remember Some may curse after You are fully lowered Inside grave and buried