Dear death

I have always wondered about you

Hoping that darkness may envelope me

to take me through the light of after life

I always wondered about you

when I lift my hand for begging

in the corner of dark streets

where I'm left alone

I always wondered about you

when my begged hands are manipulated

where strangers hand harrased

my body which yearned to be carassed

I always wondered about you

hoping you may reach me faster than others

while I tried stealing

for my stomach craved a piece of bread

I always wondered about you

whether is it your hands that caress my stomach

which others called hunger.