Poverty And Sadness. Poem by SY Wong ...

At the mortuary
Alone, the pastor conducts funeral
There were tears because
It is sad
Real sadness
Corpse of a young man lying in
Plywood coffin
No friends
Flies hovering
Only his siblings
No one takes notice of the weather
Or time
It's not important
Much wailing
Reason of death
Virus..illness..loneliness
No reason.. not exact
Corpse hastily carried away
Mother wailing after the car
Flowers, a few stalks on the coffin
In to the burning chamber
Wasted, hasty, life!