' [ Why He? ] '

And at last I reached home but in sullenness Sweet home, but not, due to emptiness And who the hell, won't feel such anxious When your loved one is lying in a sarcophagus In your face seeing your brother breathless There upon to God I said in such a big fuss As why God at early age he was taken Gone to point of no return, to that horizon And the pearly drops fall like a cascade Down from my eyes to hill of face they fade In silence I uttered rest in peace my brother Wherever you are and your spirit somewhere Ency Bearis All rights reserved 2015 (Above poem was composed as my reaction when my brother died on July 15,2015, the day I arrived in the Philippines coming from USA.)