I saw a man die yesterday.
He was alone under the shade.
I didn't notice until i walked close to where he lay.
I only knew when I asked if he was okay.
I reached out to him
to feel his pulse.
I put my fingers on his wrist,
there was no pulse.
His hand was cold,
his face was dirtied.
And all the while the people around me,
they were busy.
I left his corpse to ask around
who he was, where he lived.
There was nothing, there were no sound.
The dead old man laid there,
no address, no name, no relatives.
It was a horrific sight to bear.
I wonder,
When i die,
will people weep?
Who will cry?
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