A vagabond inhaling his last breath,
Knowing that his end is near;
Wants to have a last glimpse of his life,
Before he rests eternally quiet!
Life is a lonely struggle,
To pass each long day,
No one to love or care;
Alone he wanders about,
Though he has children and a wife,
In solitude he lives his life!
He is being left alone to care for himself,
No one ever asks about his welfare;
No siblings nor any other relation to share;
In all matters he struggles alone,
Even now there is none beside!
With his last fleeting breath he exhales,
Happy to be free from this miserable hell!
Will you not shed a tear for him,
And bid him a silent farewell!
May this be his epitaph,
As a witness that someone cares!