A delicate leaf at autumn falls on the lifeless ground filled with the other decomposed. The afterlife of the dead will never be finished exploring with, because God tells noone the precise tales of his kingdom. A father endures storms for his family, endures burdens his family never understood. A mother dies from excruciating labour pains; a mother leaves a child because she chooses her offspring's life over hers. A child's breathing decelerates at every heart beat pumped in her being because of the illnesses she fights with within her daily; she counts down to the day when she passes through the gates of the Lord's home. And our Lord, awaits us to approach him, at any time of our lives.

Iron straight the man-made rules they have created to be implemented on Life. We need to stop being cruel to one another.