Sometime, Somehow
The highest human honour
to the dead
is to put them away
in glorified dustbins
when their presence
makes no more sense
to the living.
When Death strikes,
let no one
make a fortune
of the victim's misfortune.
Death you heard
struck somewhere
lays an ambush
for all of us.
Sometime,somehow
something is sure
to walk someone
into his ambush.
Sometime,somehow.......
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