Why are you so occupied
With your body?
It will only go back to the
Earth one day....
The winds are enough to
Blow you away, o fool !
If you waste this time,
You will regret it....
People will just make
a palanquin..
And put your body on
a pile of wood....
They will light you up from
four directions
Like it were just a bonfire....
Your bones will burn
as easy as twigs....
And your hair
as easy as hay....
This body you hold
like precious gold,
Will simply burn away....
And no one will even
Come close to you
Your wife may mourn
for three days
Maybe your brothers will
mourn for thirteen ....
Your mother might mourn
for lifetimes....
But really no one can
even come near you....
Why are you so occupied
With your body?
It will only go back to the
Earth one day....
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