Once it so happened,
That I was lying on my bed,
My eyes caught the sight of the lights red,
Perhaps, my bro came along with my mum, I thought,
Realities and thinkings are different I sought,
My maternal uncle arrived dressed in white,
It was all about 8 at night,
In a car, I was away driven,
And the deep mourns were striken,
The body of the dead was taken,
I was moved and terribly shaken,
There were tears in my eyes,
I heard loud cries,
He went away leaving for immense skies,
My bro left me alone forever,
My grief lessening never.
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