For the first God, the world’s creator
Death is like a daily routine
Such for the second God of the earth.
It is like taking or sipping tea-coffee.
He in both the conditions
Whether survive or not
Always been unaffecting
Because of his daily working
Like other mongers he does duty.
But what would be in his own cases
His kins, close relatives children and wife
Would he be remained unaffecting
On the case of death or world leaving
Would he be broken experiencing the scene.
No, never by being a man
The mortality is the last gain
And joy and sorrow are the phase
And the wordly life is life is its chain
So everyman attaches and affects.
The butcher a symbol of cruelty
Too breaks & burst at the crack & end
Yes, of his kins & adopted religious closest.
After all the man have the heart not the iron – steel heart.
