Anger With Death
There was a thing called anger
that he didn't knew
untill one day
when death came to him and said
'this is not yet the time'
That was the day
after he jumped
from the 13th floor of a building
that gave him a broken spinal
that made him no longer able to move
his two legs and one arm
for the rest of his life.
Anger with death....
that's all he has
in his whole heart
....now.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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