Last Words... Poem by Aiman Rathore

Cling to your worthless body
Oh don’t you die on me! !
Wait wait, don’t take him away
I have yet to bid him farewell
Before he parts and departures…
What? No! Was I too late? ?
Where is that idol now? !
Can’t he feel this injustice inflicted on us?
My dreary soul and my stiff body
Are victims of your bias!
Where are you now? ?
Stop them! ! !
They are taking my corpse away
Tell them I’m at this very juncture!
Why are they blinded? ?
I can feel them feel me right here!
Hey, bring this act to an end that’s enough!
No! ! You can’t finish me!
'..this can't be...'
14-dec-08