The Last Straw

The open-handed philanthropist
sent an open letter
and it was printed in a news paper.
'I wish to donate all my wealth and the property
to distribute for the poorest.'
It's an opaque whether the old age man is going to die
or he leaves everything and goes to a forest monastery?
His last will said; belongings are always a burden
and it's too heavy a soul to carry along this mysterious journey.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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