I'm on my bed in the hospital.
Waiting for death.
Yes, I was rich.
What shall I do with this money?
What is the purpose of money?
If it can't save me.
Before I close my eyes,
I want to see the people, not the money.
While counting money,
I never understand the value of my people.
I'm in bed, and nobody's beside me.
Regret in my whole life.
It came a little too late to realize,
The value of emotions,
Warmth of human touch,
The laughter of mine.
I left the world.
In order to put more money.
What do I do with this money?
All I see is death around me!
What had the purpose of my life been?
Have I ever tried to understand?
Even if I have everything, I have nothing.
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God's Apology
PoetryGod's Apology - A collection of poetry's. God's Apology explores the emotions humanity has lost. Once, the world was innocent and filled with genuine love and compassion. As children, we saw life clearly and without the material distractions of toda...
