READY FOR GOODBYE
Poem by Chan Mongol
February 1 of 2020
I already accepted the ripe old age,
Spent the life with rain, Storm, fog, haze!
Wrinkles started around the throat,
And wrinkles below eyes also got.
In the daily menu, pain numbness;
Poor blood circulation and diabetes.
Butchers slaughtered and made me amputee,
With their brutality, I couldn't agree.
It is not that ignorantly someone I blame,
Fellow men ended my desire of living game.
God gave food and medicine to take care,
Unskilled doctors quicken the death and cancer.
Symptoms are here, there when doctors interfere;
Losing the vitality what god even can't repair!
All about the time to finally prepare;
Life now stood at the final frontier.
Daily, I am prepare for death and have no fear,
Brothers, mother and father are already there.
Without physiques, they are sure in peace,
I am ready for my body to call it dismiss.
Born to be punished and then to die,
Nobody escaped and it's useless to try!
I must follow elders to go to the sky,
Enough I lived and now ready for goodbye!
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