Isn't death punishment enough?

What about us,
Isn't death punishment enough?
Why do we still have to suffer even in life?

We are born
We age,
We suffer the consequence of time.
Sticks and stones break our bones
the wheel that embodies all keeps on turning

We are plunged into the earth full of sickness and disease
A world of strife and warfare
Color distinction and poverty..

We live, we learn
But that does not save us from certain death,
Through it all we find moments of laughter, peace and love
But we are not spared from the sharp knife that cuts through all that's living...

When the sun sets,
Darkness return
Nightmares and horrors begin.
In the bewitching hour
Sickness longs,
The wolf howls at the moon
Despair and loneliness return
Yet the wheel that embodies all keeps on turning

Another morning, the big wheel keeps on turning like nothing happened
The cycle ever continues.
For us there are no happy ever after
it all ends in disaster

What about us,
Isn't death punishment enough?
Why do we still have to suffer even in life.