Health Is Wealth Poem by Prem Nizar Hameed

One day,

I may be on the bed of burden

and I will get a short notice

to vacate my own house.

At that time

I may not able to tell them:

smell it,

smell my sweat and blood there.

No ear to listen.

And I may be vulnerable

to reach even an old age home.

So, health is my priority.

If my health is good,

I can even go to the graveyard myself

with a chess board,

to teach death

how to move pawns wisely.