Death is another side of life
With sadness on their faces
And winds blowing round about
In sunny or rainy day
This one excelled all others in assembling people
To witness the end of a life known.

It is the time of statistics and festivity
When everybody record what one has contributed
Sorrow or glad as they lay one back in the earth
And thank the one for what has given them
Walked home remembering all of what was done.

Like spark from fire, they talked what was happily achieved
No more are they haunted by the individual grief
Nor the flow of tears by those grieving
The declined of a culture that is depleted
By immorality, division and politics
That scar the tenderness as a nation
Of hopes, dreams and right conviction.

Yes we are indeed in another milestone
From mourning it will be a celebration
First funeral then the resurrection
Of what was hope before but now a commemorative
And a passion of death and funeral stage
And now fulfillment and realization.

Yes the funeral is over
The mourning has ended
It’s everyone’s turn to practice
Of what was seen and observed
And what’s more important now
Is what we will do on what we’ve seen and heard.

Oh we have different roles
To portray in fulfilling all
The dreams we want to become
It is for everyone to discover
And do it with simplicity and faithfulness
In everybody’s thoughts, words and deeds.