The inevitable:

mystery of man so grand.

Creeping in silently and unnoticed,

skulking in the corners and ready to grab one at its perfect time.

Boom!! it takes them away, the ones we love so dear;

snatching away joy and happiness,

Birthing pain and grief in our heart.

Hence, we survive only through the memories of them we love,

but when we are reminded of the vacuum long created,

at the highest pitch of our voice,

we howl:

"O ye foul dweller among men

why hast thou ever existed?"