Death Of A Friend's Friend

Poem By Chan Mongol

Poem by Chan Mongol
September 9 of 2020

When family members and friends die;

God smiles to have his babies but we cry.

Life is so mystery and like dreams, untrue;

Deceased get peace we get sunk in sorrow.

I lost my brother who gave his life for me;

I see him in dreams, I see his connectivity.

You lost someone too and you are hurt;

Condolence for your loss in ash, in dust.

I can't comfort you because, I also deeply cry;

Why people are born and they have to die?

Comments about Death Of A Friend's Friend

Why people are born and they have to die? - the fact of this poem People are born for people but people are dying for what- no one knows still!

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