Savour what you see. what you feel While it is still time, Humanity, saturated life Ephemeral, period of the existence, Reality is not a dream, It's the realization of god's work Accepts this vision of the creation Or rejects this conception Like your next or be a misanthropist The survival of the soul Only depends on the reason to be Each one takes different paths, Believes or not believes in religions Which govern us, decides of our way of life And help us to find death: This, so-called ultimate rest Is there really an end? What remains afterwards? Vague memories of a life Lost at the bottom of the memory The banality of existence Is based on the faculty The human being to being unaware of