Yesterday you were with me, <br />Today I seek you dear. <br />Where thy words are? <br />I pine to hear. <br /> <br />Is a man born to toil? <br />Is a man made of soil? <br />Is the earth our final goal? <br />leaves the body, the eternal soul. O Lord! Guide us to live in peace. <br />Let our souls, in Heaven, release.<br /><br />Ahatisham Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-251/
