A SIMPLE POEM
by Ahmed Rehab
How can you claim to have lost that which you never did gain?
Why mourn a mortal infliction, a temporary pain?
How, having known the truth, could you bicker or complain?
This world is not ours but his, the message is quite plain.
Your possessions were never yours, but a trust for a time to end.
Only on earth can you dim or shine, only now can you save or spend.
When its over, its gone forever, our time will never itself extend.
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