Life and Death fly across the land,

leading each other hand in hand.

Fighting darkness, war and pain,

knowing they cannot win this game.

Hope there will be a time,

they don’t have to walk this line.

Deciding what’s right and wrong,

In spite of knowing they are gone.

Waiting for time to close the door,

waiting until there is no more.

Given another chance to begin the day,

though they have many debts to pay,

The ones they left in pain,

are now crying in vain.

We have to solve this fight,

by becoming a worker of light.

Another day has come and gone,

tomorrow will start as a new dawn.

By:

Prerna Chadha