Sudden Death Poem by Eli J Tod

I watch the lazy progress of a fly
Behind dark shades,
Eyes half closed, Indifferent
The fan Turns Slowly
Languid streamers waving
In the Forced breeze
The fly caught in the current
I watch
An Outside Observer
Apathetic to its struggle
A streamer slaps it abruptly
And it Falls
The great terrifying drop
To the floor
It hits the ground
Without a twitch
I sit in the Silence
At a sudden Loss
For who is there to Mourn
The Sudden Death
Of a fly?