Can you bring me back the bones?

          of the kings who conquered thrones

Do you think they own

        their graves own single stone?

The richest men were dead

        and thrown into the mud

When all their richness stay

         the men have passed away

You can laugh or live in tears

        and count on your fading years

but never dream to own

        even your single bone

The bold strong and the brave

        have vanished with their grave

for on these fading sands

         nothing forever stands

Have you made the trees?

        and pumped in the lovely breeze

Have you made the skies?

        and painting it for twice

Have you made the mountains?

         the rivers, streams and the fountains

Have you made the night?

       with the stars and their glowing light

Ye! You fallen man

     tell me what you can

What is that you have made

     To conquer and invade

 Before the sun goes in the west

      You may go to dust

then why is that you still?

       let evil ruin your will

your end is not so far

   so come out from where you are

come out to share and give

    come out and you can live

~Satish.C.J~