The predicament of human life
In the non-existential planet
With slippery ground, so awesome
We can't walk with erect head.
One step ahead,
Another struck
In the pitfalls,
Tumbling down the body
Nosedived, injuries in the head
Along with the hands blood smeared.
We still keep walking
To the place
We actually don't know where
Till we are led and led further
To the grand finale of life's journey
Where no clapping echoes
But the eerie silence
Prevailing in the special ground
Reverberating with the sobs
Of those who are to depart
Later than those already departed.
