The
durian seller
Sat
under the shady tree
He
used to sell there
Smoking
his days away
One
day he got sick
He
wasn't around at his usual place
He
was at home recuperating
He
sat in the front porch
He
looked thin
The
fire had gone out of him
He
bravely fought his battle
In
time he wasn't around
A
few caregivers came
They
tried to ease his pain
He
fought his battle
Finally
he was in and out of hospital
One
day a tent was set up
A
funeral procession begun
He
left his world losing his battle
It
was lung cancer
He
fought bravely knowing what he got
He
didn't think of short cut to end his life
He
fought to the end of his days.....
A
good fight but he was ready to go
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