On Karol's Death

Suddenly... he just past away...
Striking... He is one person I most admire in my era.
Anyhow, what else can we do but accept it... death is
unstoppable once it knocks to our doors, it comes in
before you can even open... the best way perhaps to
prepare ourselves for death is to open all our windows
to the world and have your heart shared with our fellow.
Suddenly... he just past away...
Shivering... It was so hard to accept, actually, it was
almost hard for me and to others as well to believe that
the goodman is gone. Astonishing that is... Maybe, it
would be easy to prepare ourselves for ourselve's death
because if it comes, we just let it devour us and we endure
the pain... But what if, we are the ones being left
behind? We don't know what to do. Like a herd without
a shepherd we shall lose ourselves in the wilderness and,
or, to the wolves.
Suddenly... he just past away...
what else could we do but be the same passive person doing
nothing for nothing's sake... bla bla bla...
Suddenly... he just past away...
Contemplate... on the man. And be like him, I mean, live
like him and share his legacy. Not the same passive us, but
the truth in the eyes of a plenty.
Suddenly... I gotta go... sorry...