Tony Xavier

Yesterday as I was turning the pages of history
I came across two corpses
They were from a time whose images were blurred
Though the ravages of the blowing winds had them disfigured
I recognised that they were but me half a decade ago
There is no pity in my heart but a disquieting feeling
In coming years will I again accost corpses?
And would they be me of this day and of this age