When I was young
I thought I'd be forever robust but, over time
my body began to rust
it was then that
I was reminded that
I was merely a ball of dust
moulded from the earth's crust!
From the moment of my birth
I'd never thought about death
till the time when I was leaving the earth
and, the shadow of death
was looming near!
With each passing season
I never had a reason
to live in fear
till my sunset year
was drawing near
because, I wasn't afraid
of a thing that
wasn't even there
at the time!
But, as time would unfold
I too, eventually grew too old
I'd unhappily look at the ground
and, I could have sworn
that I'd almost hear the sound
of my brothers and sisters
who were no longer around
calling me home!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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