No one is ready for death

Some unfinished business

Some words to say

Somewhere to go

Some things to do

Someone to love.

We live like we live forever.

And then the thief

Comes stealthily

In the night.

And there are so many unfinished business.

But not a lifetime anymore.

What would we have liked to have with

our children

our wives

our brothers and sisters

our friends

our fathers

And

our mothers?

Before we leave.


Is that what happened today?

 ~Ravi

May/28/2014