Blog 475:
Take
my picTell of my calamity
Share with the village folks what has become of me ...
I am dead, but someone is looking for me
I am dead, but I was once someone’s brother, sister
I am dead, but my children, my relatives don’t know that yet
I am dead, but I belong to a grieving family
Let me be found
Let a prayer be offered for my soul
Let those who loved me remember I loved them
Burn or bury me afterwards
You could choose how to rid of my cold physical being
Just please don’t leave me yet here by myself
Just please don’t let me fade away in oblivion ...
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