Poezja

Those who honoured
Vanished in the grave
Those who gloryed
Disappear as time goes by
Those who stronger
Weakened in the coffin
Those who powerful
Equally bury in the cemetery

Those who humble
Last the generation for century
Those who poor
Getting rich after decades

That's called life
By those
Who know the game
Who see the ending
Who laugh the life
Who tease the future
Who don't know self