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THE JOKE

There is a chaos taking place
Inside everyone on Earth
All hearts are burning in a furnace
While on this journey they surf
I know that you are afraid of death
You are terrified of failure and disappointment
However, I would like you to understand the story
You were not born out of your own will
Contrarily,you were molded by nature to be unique
You have developed to be a human being
Later ,the same nature that fed you with life
The same one that induces you with existence
The same design has turned against you to get you old enough to die
You see ,it is not a bad story
Do not get frustrated ,it is just a joke
Bend on your knees,all of you
Scream , hit your yourself gently
And laugh about it.
Don't you see that it is just a joke?
Don't you realize that it's all a contradiction?
We live only to die
We stand only to fall
We talk only to get silent
We smile only to mourn
We seek only to be lost
Sisters and brothers,Hear me out!
Dark skin and light skin, Listen!
This is all a joke.
Laugh and smile.
Even if you do your best, you will not stand out
They will send you to afterlife's gate if you do not stop shouting out
The world is heading to its fate, 
Nothing can change its axis
If you want to be a caring mate
They will break you into pieces
But do not be sad,just be a little bit insane
Bend on your knees and look at yourself in the mirror
Press on your stomach or hold on to your hair
Laugh as hard as you can,ladies and Gentlemen
Stop taking life seriously
Because Life is nothing more than a joke
So why aren't you laughing?


BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT

(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)

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