THIS IS LIFE

Excrete out from the anus of a squalor's castle,
Created in paradise with a golden title,
Being a dummy skull with no bit of wisdom inside,
An eagle brain oozing skills outside,
Looking like the ill colour'd beast-called devil,
Sparkles like that immaculate,which hates evil,
Fated to die trying
Or embedded with power of mighty choice of living,
All! Of them, recorded in the realm of spirit,water,blood and flesh rot in the silent grave yard.