To Die For.... (A Poem)

To Die For....

He arrived miserable and late,
They had gathered to grieve,
His apetite could not wait,
He wanted desperately to leave.

He knew someone had died,
He didn't want to break the law,
But he suddenly charged to the side,
His eyes fixed on what he saw.

A solace to his boring night,
He charged and rained blows,
His eyes narrowing at the sight,
Of the 300 pounder looming close.

In his frenzied hurry to the wicker basket,
He took a careless leap,
Crashing into the glass casket,
Bearing a man fast asleep.

Spilt his drink on the grieving wife,
When he passed her by,
Half-turned to apologise,
And clipped her neatly in the eye.

After a final careless clout,
A scuffle ensued,
Once he was thrown out,
Valiantly he stood.

Sitting on the stone cold floor,
The last of all places,
He looked back at the closed door,
At all the shocked faces.

He laughed as much as he could take,
Till his face turned red,
He held the last muffin cake,
"This is to die for"... He said.

- Arvind (16:00, 27th April, 2007)

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