We might not be able to choose
how or when we die
But we can choose how we live
Other people's lives are like canvases,
We make our mark on them like a dye
You could either paint beauty on them
or you could be a stain
Living is more than heaping monetary gains
Some rich people die with regrets and pains
So, what impacts do you want to make?
When you're gone, what will people say?
Between birth and death is the time to
make our mark.