Father mother, They say that the soil of grave cools the sorrow of the dead people
why after your soil did your sorrow become fresher?
They say that the passage of time comforts the hearts of the sad people
why with passage of time did your grief become deepener?
They say that the condolences of friends calm the hearts of the bereaved
Why with thousands of condolences did your mourning become blacker?
They say that divine prayers heal the soul of the afflicted
why with crores of praying did your wound become deepener?
They say that the property of the dead eases the world of the survivors
Why with billions of your heritage did the world become lower?
Father, who were you? that your departure makes our lives black
Mother, who were you? that after you the world became darker?
If I knew I would come back to you definitely
I would not hesitate for a moment to not be in this body
Oh Prophet of God, Oh Mary of Jesus
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