I knew when I will die.
Like the date of birth,
It was also written in block letters,
The date of demise, right after a child was born.
I had the right to die before that day,
Could have been killed by someone,
Had the freedom to kill myself, die in a war or
Demolished by a disease.
I could even ask someone to take my life.
Most people did not want to face all that’s stated above.
They lived with fear, they were scared.
But they were in love with their lives.
I had a dying wish.
Just one. And it seemed impossible,
Unattainable and not permissible.
I wanted to live a day more.
