Living Dead

Why are you mourning?

You think I'm dead,

I cannot see a thing?

Someone, you fix it for 

Who's been in the dark so far

The eyes will see everything.

My heart hasn't stopped beating-

 waiting to come back to its rhythm.

The skull, the skeleton

Desire to be a silent teacher.

Oh, you think I won't attain salvation-

Or be denied entry to so-called heaven

If you don't cremate my body?

Is there a better place to be 

Than in people's hearts and life?

Is there a nobler way to live 

A life even after century?

If you ain't shedding the crocodile tear

Let go your social fear

The soul's gone, 

No longer around, 

Let me live in this way

Saving lives, come what may.

[On the world organ donation day, come and pledge our organs to save lives.]