How will be it, my death?
I just think about.
Can you say it, friend?
Only one thing that I know it is this that
It will be, will be painful no doubt.
My time of going, God knows, God knows it,
What it in my lot.
I sometimes just think about it,
Though do not want to think about it, but random thoughts come to.
Bijay Kant Dubey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-terror-of-death/
