To a Friend That Died
To a friend that died
How she cried…
Lamenting on her bed
She never wished this end.
It came as a rude shock
At a time on a strange clock
Like a dragon-head termite
Sapping all her might.
To God
Such her heart she never lend
Sought a chance to even every
odd
Pleaded her many a angel to
send.
And she breathed her last
Her decayed wore a veil cast
Such way leads beyond
Watch! Death can come at any
second.
Worthy of a praise or a blame
Gone her to claim...
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