Life After Death

Like day after night

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The Notorious BIG, RIP

The security wears black and I wear white.
I haven’t worn color since He died.
He is dead in the earth and I am alive.
But we all know that’s a lie.

I stand by his grave and see green growing,
Whereas I feel nothing but dead inside.
A man is not dead in the earth. He comes back to life.
Bugs…

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Indrajit (Indi) Samarajiva is a Sri Lankan writer. Follow me at www.indi.ca, or just email me at indi@indi.ca.