Poem-God Laughing at me

This poem was written when my cousin died suddenly in a scooter accident.His scooter hit head on on a Toyota collis when it was coming from a side road.Vehicle coming from side road should have waited to allow vehicle coming from main road to pass.But nobody bothers much about traffic rules in this part of the world and naturally you can be treated as lucky if you return safe back home after a journey

God laughing at me


I asked him:
'Can I see the body? '
'Yes. before the doctors come'
He opened the door
and then
the mortuary drawer.
Out came my cousin's body
cuddled with that of a beggar
He looked majestic
all 186 cm
Designer shirt
with upper buttons open
to show a rosary on the neck.
Coffee brown pants
Imported stylish costly watch
stopped showing time of his death.
Specially made
elegant shoes.

His eyes closed
as if in sleep
not even a cut on his body
Only the body of beggar almost embracing him
in the same drawer looked
abnormal.
Otherwise he looked
just sleeping
his hands still in a position
holding bike.
I thought of calling him,
even his thick stylish hair looked live.

Coming out I strangely felt
envy for him.
He could escape from this world.
I had years and years of torture
unending torture
never ending stories of pain.

God must be thinking that
death will be my greatest enjoyment.
He being naughty
He must be denying it to me
like even a bit of love.

But I am working out my plans to defeat God
and his unending laugh
whenever he sees me