His Last Words

I look not ill

But diseased I am,

Said the physician.

Struggling to comprehend

His vague words

I inquire his meaning.

Complex names to

Complex illnesses

Enter one ear

And out the other.

His last words,

To sum it up,

You are dying.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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