To all those people who lie sleepless after September 11 who's afraid of death?
i walk, day and night across this hapless road leading to nowhere
i am the pilgrim with no question or answer ... just a journey that might end...
who's afraid of death?
i am the pilgrim torn shoes and muddy puddles ... feet after feet against tired roads...
i live with death.
i am no religion no race no color no shape or size of animal
i am i a pilgrim that searches death like others
i am the pilgrim that takes pain walks this empty road... lane by lane...
i am the pilgrim sleepless and never afraid...
who's death?
What stayed with you?
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Beautiful portrayal of one's innate journey towards death, salvation. Hope this will provide courage to the people affected. [ Reply to this ]
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