She Often Told

She often told I wished her good health I knew she was meeting with death And not coming back again I saw her in pain "It is intolerable" And unbearable too Why god is not relieving me And making free Now I don't want to live I strive for nothing I have been made homeless That only makes me sad and pinches She died as expected Her son was far and her body was to be preserved We kept her t cold storage Due to some dispute, her wish was edge out My son in law was misguided The matter was already decided She was to be cremated directly from cold storage Her ambition for last rites to remained with storage I voiced my concern But turned in vain He was totally taken over My mother in law was cremated directly there Any parents would want to see their home Where they had spent lots of time She often told about helplessness I could see too worry lines