His Time to Leave has Come

When life leaves the body,
The body lays limp, unmindful
Of the surrounding nearby, lying
Still in a deep unbreakable sleep.
While the offsprings comes, crying
Their hearts out, in grief and agony
Of losing their beloved father, who gave
Everything he has for their better future,
Nearby stands the grandchildren’s brigade
Unable to sink the reality they faced,
Mourning and praying feverishly to God,
To restore the soul to its rightful place.
Up above, among the twinkling star,
The father, the grandfather watches,
With a detached yet grieving heart,
Asking his kin to let go; his time to leave has come.

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