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           HORRIFIC DEATHS 

On Death Poem  on death poem on death 

I am tired…  on death poem on death poem 

 I am tired….  on death poem on death 

Please mother, I am not able to run more, 

 My feet exhausted to answered me ,

Swelling floating on them,

 Please tell me how much more to go,

Mother said, on death poem on death poem

 Little more, little more, 

Don’t nervous at all,

 We all with you, 

Walk little more, on death poem 

 At just near our destination, 

Poor child girl, she hold back

By drag on… drag on,

Whereas,  on death poem on death poem 

Mostly 200 km have walked, 

 Which go by 4 days,  on death poem 

All faimly what Horrific her wearied, 

 Yet, they hope of destinations,

Next days, one night captured at rail, 

 While they were mid way of destinations, 

All paths they experienced,

 Concerned with life analytics, 

they exhausted by physically and mentally, 

 No attention about the safe place,

Whatever place they get, sleep on, 

 As they asleep on between rail,

They were Labourer & poorest,

 They hadn’t looked around that last day, 

While they keep away from all tensions, 

 While at they were in asleep, 

No one conscious about death at darkest night,  on death poem on death poem 

 A goods train came what drag into all,

Pull down all souls towards the death, 

 Alone make of rubbish carrion, 

But, they poor no reckoned ever night, 

 Because due to the lockdown situations, 

Thusly, travelling wasted them without consideration,  on death poem 

 Rather, pass away their life journey with starved,  on death poem on death poem 

No pity, grief, sorrow bear by nature of such auspicious souls. On Death Poem