We will soon be like them
They stand still like unfolded mats
They were also bitten by gnats
Into their ears were the fallacy and facts
Happiness and pains knocked at their doors
They that overcame thought, they were the dons
Rains and rays favored them
Affectionate were at table with them
As they are so shall we be
For they were once as we are
Some of them were the lion
For some will see the light at Zion
Some had golden spoon in their mouths
But today turned into a myths
It will be surely passed on to us
We will soon be like them as they are in their graves
And the graveyard is now their home
O, our lovely and everlasting home
BY D.I.K ZIGGY