Should I worry that one day I will go,
Never to come back to my kith and kin?
Should I future anxiety today show
About dead silence, that will then begin.
Shall I be separated from my spouse
Of twenty five years whom I love so well?
And also from my son, my job, my house,
In which I quite comfortably do dwell?
My part they are, so much I love them all.
But one day I will lose them without fail.
I must accept the writing on the wall.
Over the destiny I can’t prevail.
It’s better to be wise, not be attached
To what one day will be surely detached.
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