You breathe from the bundle of breaths That you have been created out of. The more you breathe– The faster the bundle shrinks. The faster the bundle of breaths shrink– the more you become closer to the last breath. Suddenly, soul and body get parted from each other. You disappear, slowly the memories of you Fade away from the minds of people. It repeats, new bundles of breaths sprout Diffusing hatred while some shower mercy upon others. The Truth, finally wipe all out of the earth; The process continues– Until the explosion appears Wherein people scare of not knowing what is happening. Wouldn't there be an end if there is a Beginning?