My Master

January 24, 2020

What if my master passed away?

When his stiff body covered by shroud
He shares a seat with his loneliness
And leaving people he loved in silence

From above he will see
Some people who come to mourn
Counting the number of tears in the cheeks
Of people who will hard to breath in some weeks

With all the stories outlined
Greeting new names at one time
Reflect on the undelivered things
Remind the memory of our first meeting

Laugh that appeared after a happy story
Is it enough to remove the tears?
And a sad story that caused injury
Will it be left when he is not here?

Death presents a story
Got me feeling messy when it looks at me
Sadness, tears, and fear
They will meet when it comes
Leave a languishing soul for an unspecified time

One by one family members
Called to face Him
Brothers and sisters
Pray in their black clothes
Waiting for their turn under the extreme anxious

What if my master passed away?
Where this life will go?
Join people at the right, or the left row?
A muse in going through the day

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4 comments

No regret, please. Thanks!