Name Goes From The Body Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The first thing to go from you is your name.
You will be called the body by your kin.
Disposal will become the main concern.
You will be removed from the house you built.

The clothes and things you used are thrown away.
The valuables are shared and taken away.
You are replaced with no remorse attached.
A fallen leaf, you are soon forgotten.

What will happen to those you'd endeared?
What is the fate to the things you'd nurtured?
How will fare your descendants in struggles?
You are destined not to know the future.

You will not know about your biography.
You will not recall the moments of pride.
You will not know how you're branded about.
You don't know that you have ever existed.

I don't think it'll be so soon to me.
21.10.2019