Ultimate Leveler.

As I lay quietly in my cot
Angels in white gowns float around.
Trying to stop the tears that must flow
When am finally free from family and friends

For the last time I reflect on the carnage called life
The future became crystallized
I see the snares laid by the ultimate leveler
Escape is an attempt in futility

The yawning gap meant to hold my remains
Is like the pit where my waste is held
Like my waste, my remains is fertilizer
The yawning gap neither welcomes nor rejects it

I am one more waste; many more will come
When the leveler’s job is done
All becomes equal
As the hungry yawning gap wait patiently

Inaju
Ethiopia ‘08