A day like this will come,
Yes! It will surely come,
When you will be left alone
By one and all.

Death has happened to many,
And is still visiting many homes,
Some motherless,
Some fatherless,
Many orphans.

There, you will lay helplessly
Like a log of wood,
In the casket-bed,
Will termites rejoice with you.

They will feed on your carcasses,
And prepare your bones,
To manure the earth,
And many hands will till again.

Never rejoice in sin and wickedness,
For your bus stop lies there,
At the grave,
Where termites will host a feast
Nobody will live forever.

Published: 14 August, 2023.