What sadness ailed thee
That thou woulds’t abandon this world?
What malice hads’t touched thee
That thou seek liberation?
Was it the cross of responsibility that thou wert compelled to bear
Sinking into the earth with each step thou took?
Or the burs of love unrequited that
Left thee in a mirage of loneliness?
Had the harsh Fate thrown thee into an abyss;
An abyss debriding all thy faith in humanity
Wherefrom thou saw no escape
But yonder high plunge or poison or incision
Or whatever thy despondent but, marry, clever mind conjures?
Alas, we only remain but spectators,
Witnesses of thy corpse
Who may chide thee for thy cowardice,
Lament thee for thy being
And when thou art buried or cremated
Recollect thy memories from our cerebral archives
With overtones of sympathy wrought all over them.