A dress rehearsal for death,

filled with many questions and relinquishes,

the reality of being just another human,

flesh skin blood and bones

and having a heart that beats

and will stop pulsating.

A dress rehearsal for death

wrapped in white robes

shedding off the responsibilities of the world

Labbaik, allahumma Labbaik

(i am present. Oh my lord, i am present)

3 thoughts on “Dress Rehearsal for Death

  1. stunning piece.
    your words are sharp, brilliant, and deep.
    lovely talent.
    welcome sharing with poets rally,
    link your poem in as participants if you are ready…
    Happy Sunday!

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