A Bone to Pick with Death
Posted on November 21, 2005
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Oh Malevolent one.Wretched are you.Filled with filth and curses of a thousand fold.Why art thou unjust?It is those whom we love that you devour.Not those to wreak havoc.Are you sick in your mind or just trying to be amusing in your own caustic way?You are like a bunch of locusts which feed on the hopes and effort of people.MERCILESSLY!COLD HEARTEDLY!You snatch those we love and spare those who deserve death.
I have caught you smiling at me.Whenever i was beside the deathbed of relatives and my patients.You keep whispering.."Someday i will come for you" and you scurry of with your prize.I have felt you following me as i traverse the cemetaries of the dead.All of them are yours indeed.You follow me…footsteps ringing like a knell.And your filth and pungent aura ursurps the godly sanctity of the hospitals.You are the very avatar of sacrilege itself.Why dont you suffer the same unjust predicament?
I have got a bone to pick with you.Someday i will meet you.Yes I will.Unjust that you are….you are heartless too.
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