CHOOSING MY REST

CHOOSING MY REST

Beast die, man die and all
that walketh on the earth will
Die.
Deeds never dies
Those activities done to nature
Are like a good ending to the work of 

A man that labour hard under the sun
And died without reward

Like I'm scared of laying straight
In a casket as i will go beneth the
Earth.

And not like I'm strong to feel all
The pain i had within alone  

Just like any other man, i bleed
And to the pain i feel, i cry out to it

I will rest i know but great will i live
Along in the memories of my loved
ones.

As my deeds live in many life that 

I have touched positively.

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