Just Today

Early morning daddy died!
Late this morning uncle died!
Early afternoon mum died!
Late afternoon auntie died!
Not before long brother died!
Shortly after cousin died!
Whose turn comes in this evening?
Shall he hit before the evening?
Where was he when we were kids?
Why is he here indeed?
You may as I wonder why?
Yes, he comes as aids; that’s why!
And his origin remains
Mystery in preserved domains
Where we live in hope to die;
Death our only hope won’t lie
To say our unborn babies
Are turned rock without ages
Just today, this today unjust
Hands turn poor lives into dust.