Death! Death! Evrywhere Death!
A famous writer said that death is bad reaper. He said that it harvests the ripe and the unripe fruits. He was very right and that is what we are realizing in our country. People are dying like chicken in my country during Christmas time.
As I was saying the death rate is too high. As we talk now there are over ten people dead in my village. Kedenge lost his wife. Sedi and Busaka have lost wives too. Kidiavai and Oreka have lost children. There are three elderly men who are dead and two girls who have kicked the bucket. We are wondering whom to bury first. Whatever happens we shall bury them. Then others will die and others will be born. It is very pathetic.
Life must always continue. We shall one day also p[ass on.
Do people die in your area so?
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