Till yesterday from my birth I was in my throne-
A green and strong branch of the tree that never worn(s)
This morning I was seen lying down on the ground
As withered leaf- stamped by the feet of all around!
Some are going to be gathered and put on fire
Some are going to be made manure for plants more
Children will enjoy when some will fly in the air
God’s creations are to die and mix with thin air!
When as a man in flesh and bone quite hale and strong
How nice I wither away in my lust for love,
Lust for pelf and power leading to actions wrong!
Let me wither to spread peace and harmony as dove!