from womb to tomb

man from the woman's womb can live on till the tomb he is called by a name living a long life his aim man from earth breathes the air water and food it is there all are born equal-it is fair pangs of life-unable to bear each man has his own life to care not all can stand the tear and wear each man treats his own self dear he has no time for other life-a struggle from womb to tomb there is no exemption even for some the fate of rich and poor is the same name and fame the goal the total sum human bondage-part of the game escape from it, is a shame love and passion are now lame greed and lust-taken much time humanity turned into vanity human passion has no reality sincerity seems utter mockery sympathy-a very sad story the world looks, very pretty through filled with thoughts nasty man has made earth dirty pollution happened 'tak henti-henti' life destined from woman's womb a struggle even in one's own home there is no escape for any one the ultimate home is the tomb