The Human Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I thought you would give me
Your shoulders when I am dead
You would bring wreaths of
Fresh flowers with your money
You know I would be poor by that time

I thought you would weep
Like a child who lost his toy
You would pay back all the money
I have borrowed to make you the man
You are today
I thought you would miss me forever

My dead body is lying in the wooden cot
Waiting for your plane to arrive
And your car to rush through the mud
Road of the village

The crows have began to shout perched
At the edge of the roof as the dim light
Of the setting sun is reflected from
The stale irises of my opened eyes