Sudden call
Sudden call from your inner conscience
No use to sit idle and see across fence
Time is running short and has to pack
Final journey with no possible come back
What did you earn during life span?
Did you serve well yourself or clan?
Was there any remorse on your part?
Did you outwit or tried to outsmart?
Prepare self for possible journey
Nothing to accompany including money
Leaving the land with open eyes
Relative may say weep sad good byes
You may undergo deep anguish and pain
Your all efforts will be futile and in vain
You may look miserable helpless
Looking at sky with eyes clueless
You may wonder why you failed.
Were you confined with life or jailed?
Did that serve and useful purpose?
What is left for you now to suppose?
You may try to look bank and analyze
Try to feel pity and gesture to sympathize
Something to speak but fail to deliver
Living organs die slowly including lever
You may slowly slip into coma stage
You may try to regain but unable to manage
All memories may surface as pinching salt
You may feel it deeply with final assault
Thousand of thought may invade mind
You may not have escape route to find
Eventually you may relent and accept the reality
Life’s misadventure and its overall futility
Nothing goes along except good will or gesture
No one may remember you in near future
All your lifework may soon to evaporate
Good work may speak for people to narrate
Life to end with body to be laid
Two words of praise always said
Nothing rests with body or soul
Night may look odd with voice of owl
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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