Godfather’s Swansong Poem by Sambidhan Acharya

Dusk is near,
Sun is in its setting position,
Darkness is knocking the world’s door
I am heading to the death’s world.

Now I remember my deeds
My mischief in which my mother had hit
That time I left the home
So, today I am crawling to reach the final dome.

My negligence to study has paid off
My interest on the bad deed has paid off,
I had given how many penalty I cannot count,
Yes I can say my death is among them I can shout.

I see all my so called friends lined up
Gazing at me waiting for my death so they can claim my place,
I can see those enemy who in my adolescence, had scolded in my misdeeds
But now I realize them they are my real friends.

I want to be good,
But my best friend bullet has made me a prey,
I want to request almighty please give me a chance
But it’s is just staring me and asking the same question that I have asked him.

Darkness, black, damp that what I see,
Strikes, thunder, these all are punishing me at once,
I now have realized my responsibility,
But now it’s for vain.

Oh! dear I can see no longer I can no longer stand bold
I want to live but the bullet is compelling me to die,
I am gone now but stand with the promise,
If there is another life after death, I will be a good man not godman