farewell- apocalyptica
dead fish, dead bird, dead plants
a pair of chopstick, a hungry man
to sustain life, we eat death
so much death living in the blood
giving life to flesh, skin and bones
that it would be impolite
not to answer death call
when it comes.
a poem by Melur, a character in The Convert/ Muallaf. something to think about, aite?
btw, check out for Apocalyptica and listen to Farewell, it's worth listening to, i tell ya.
sampai jumpa lagi.
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