“One day we all will become ashes or dirt, our words and deeds are all that will be left of us, helping others training them to help them self, things we learn from other people, tips from what we had learnt, to make an honest living we pass it on, leaving behind something, for the world it's all that we have left of us. We teach someone something, that we had learned from someone else. The stranger we help, all the obstacles we had to get through, to become the person we turn out to be, our friends we made, not even our memory will be remembered, all our dreams and hope will be turn off, all our wealth another will gain. The streets we grew up on new kids will play on it, another morning will come as usual, the sun will set in the east and rise in the west like another day, the moon in the dark sky, will light the night like every other night. Our kids and grand kids, carry on were we left off, their memory of us is our words and deeds. We all die no one likes to talks about it while w”
