Death Is More Merciful Than This Life

Man would be tested,

With their children, their property, their lives...

Those who knew this did not rely on life,

They said this life is a fund, spend it accordingly.

Wasn't the world a rest stop anyway?

Who would hang curtains and build a pool at the bus stop?

Those who didn't know thought he was going to drive piles,

In fact, most people in every century were disappointed.

the greedier he gets, angrier he got…

He said it will be mine

Property, children, lives if necessary...

Some of them went so far that they

“You,” he said, “you exist for us, you can only live if we let you…”

They made plans, set traps,

They confronted the Best of those who set traps.

“There is a land promised to us.” They fell for the assumption,

They stained the holy land with blood.

They massacred children, women and the elderly,

They sided with oppression.

And from the mouth of a child

“Death is more merciful than life”

His words spilled out.

What did a child know about death, they taught him.

The deadline given in their favour,

However, this life was nothing more than a distraction.

Those who did not know, were tested and lost.

In the promised land, he said, "It turns out that what was said was true all along"...

 

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