Should I call myself container?
Where every mankind will be temporarily kept
Often people hurts me with digger
But in me you will all be left

I'm hated by people, yet I'm inevitable
Engrossed with poisonous venom
Absconded is unavoidable
For the transgressors I'm a home of doom

Welcome to the home of darkness
Made up of mud and clay
Heart rumble, covered with weakness
All alone, thou will be locked away

A room full of terror(s)
When thou shalt realised thy error(s)
Regardless of being inferior or superior
Irrespective of thy tribe and color

Welcome to a room of narrow
Six feet deep you'll be swallowed
In great fear thou will be wallowed
Thou have no idea perhaps it's today or morrow

I'm a home of reality
From which you'll be taken to eternity
Therein you'll be visited by the two divine visitors
By the permission of The Best Of Creator

O man what have you set forth?
Do recall of all thy flaws
Fear the day, the devil will say it's not my fault
I only invite then thou respond to my call

Be humble and submissive to thy Lord
Be righteous and listen to His word(s)
Religion and deeds will be thy last acquaintance
When thee shall not be chanced for repentance

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