a version of life

Yul Bryner hath rightly said
''man is born... lives and dies alone...''

I add on
then why moan?

we all are alone
born and die
in many a similar way
some live long to see others go
some die ere even others know

today as everyday
I read obituaries
some one of 1917 born is still not dying
another of 68 went passed by
even your gods don't know why

I know
coz the sun did seed
a flower in ye
each one so differently
so why be saddened
you accepted loneliness

none will miss thee or me
but some will and many may
shed a tear if tis your way
one day
some day
when you too did shed
to share

time is not far away
at this age
passed sixty or so
some one or another does go
so we will also...
why worry
you will return to the soils of glory!