THE LIVING WHO ARE DEAD.

THE LIVING WHO ARE DEAD.

The land is full of people,

But many are not alive.

Those who are alive are dead,

And some among the dead are alive.

They just move here and there,

And they call it life.


Better plants and small animals,

Than the living who are dead,

An empty Soul in the body,

Covered within humanity.

Blinded about themselves,

But still need to breath.


It is the secret of the Universe,

Which no one have come across.

Being dead among those who are alive,

It is the sin of no small magnitude.

Where should the living seek for help?

While their living mates are dead?

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