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Dead Man Walking

They looked at him

with peculiar eyes

a specimen

worth a zoo

any day or even night

loony eyes

nesting hairs

haywire

and dried;

clothes

even

beggars

would consider

worse than theirs

reason for their stare

was his birthday

and philosopher’s declaration

that éach birthday’ reminds him of his death day

then he took them all

to graveyard

and dug a grave for himself;

they were made to help too

and all were so much sweat

and then he walked away

in triumph

leaving them feeling surly and cheated

for a crafty song(his bill for the birthday party was ZERO after all)

after he had left them all peeved

They carved an epitaph

which said

“This man was born dead(ask his mom for clarity!)

and is now rechristened “dead man walking” our next

check is scheduled for his next birthday when

we would lay him here whether dead or not!”

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Written by Glower4

Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.

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