Morning Obituary

Another face unknown,

names of spouses, children, friends

There's always a story behind that,

I can almost guess,

maybe he was a doting father,

this one the shrewd mother-in-law,

an ambitious banker, or the hardworking wife.

What happens to them after 10 years,

does anyone remember their words, or smiles?

"Your light will shine upon us",

"Now you're in heaven with God"...

Were they just as treasured when

they were really alive?

Sometimes, I shed a tear

for people I've never known.

At times, I decide to go for their funerals,

but never have the courage to mourn.

Death will come to all,

and one day all will be forgotten.

Should we be angry for going so soon,

recreating Big Bangs and yet knowing nothing?

Perhaps it's only fair, perhaps it's isn't.

Life is quantifiable only in hours,

Both living and dying are infinite.

Sometimes, your dead when you're alive,

sometimes you live even when you're dead.

To some, you're nothing but a photo,

to some, a person they wish they had met.