On the Same Road...

that night i passed by the road
leading to the house where i live,

someone died on the road
i did not mind i am heading for home

this morning while going to the university
another body sprawled on the road, another dead body

there is a crowd of people
curious but not mourning

i do not stop for death
i am going towards mine and we who are still leaving cannot really be lucky

everyday we are dying
we simply have to wait for that fate
ful time
it is our turn we do not have to anticipate it
every hour
a part of us dies

it is enough sharing this moments of death
and so i said
i cannot stop for another person's death

destiny has once taken him
and there is nothing that i can do

i am also just merely passing by...

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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