Once you are dead, <br />You are the yesterday’s paper. <br />The hot news is forgotten. <br />Once you are dead <br />You are the fallen leaf. <br />No speck of green is found. <br />Fortunately you will not be there <br />To witness and weep. <br />09.12.2005<br /><br />Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-is-a-washout/
