Explorations: XXII

In whose hands,
At which place,
At which hour
Does this life end?

Do these questions
Ever occur to bird or beast
Bud or leaf or babe
When it's born?

Curse upon the humans
Ever tormented by
Doubt and fear; in
Darkness born and in
Darkness fade...

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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