No choice in birth and no choice in death
We are losers from first till very last breath
Vice and virtue are ingrained in our blood
They rupture vehemently like violent flood
Only intentions are just at any ones disposal
If an action is accompanied then one is rebel
I am a human and created on image of Lord
No matter if my whole life is easy or hard
Life is a continuous struggle as it is just said
Any one who does not put in struggle is dead
This world has departed saints and prophets
The people who claimed themselves lost writs
World is only two moments, why resurrection
If lover is one then beloved could not be none
Please forgive me my sins ,follies and the errors
We are staunch lover of humanity and not traitors
Take me on to embrace me with love and affection
You have very many at disposal I am only selection