Tear Drop

My spicy body has

been divided into many parts;

Packed and ready to

Distribute to my own people:

To my friends; to many unknown

There was a long queue in front the mortuary;

My body was elegant, though dead

Finally, I found

One of my body parts left over;

It was my left eye untouched by none

It was live and hot;

A tear drop was still remained,

Yet to drip down to earth

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI