Is death so sad and birth so joyous;
does birth give mirth, and death just pain?
in birth and death, contrasts I see,
for one does cry, others do smile.

One’s misery is another’s mirth;
victory for one is defeat for another.
The born does cry; his dad does smile;
her mom does cry while the dead does smile.

In a naming ceremony,
a man first cried, and then he smiled;
a message one received,
which made her smile,
yet soon she cried.

A reality
in such contradictions
one comes alone; s/he suffers alone;
s/he cries alone, and s/he goes alone.

Copyright © August 3, 2018, Newton Ranaweera
Image source: Pixabay

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