Bitter end

The gravedigger's little daughter reads a passage from a loose-leaf book sitting on a broken tomb
While her father digs a grave for a pauper.
'The cunning fox tells
That grape is bitter on the hills.'
The kind nurse with a smile brings medicine to a sick bed
That's too bitter.
His weary beloved makes a night coffee mug of a broken handle
That's too bitter.
Though the life is bitter than everything
Yet we pretend it's so sweet then grab and lick eagerly.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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