The pathos of the death

I didn’t share my grandmother’s anxiety
Of going to die
When she was about to die.
I didn’t share my father’s similar anxiety
When he was waiting for his death.
I too will end up meeting the same fate.
Each one thus dies with no one minding.
10.01.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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