Who Will Be Dead When I Wake Up Tomorrow

A short poem reflecting on death and personal relationships.

Who will be dead when I wake up tomorrow?

Will it be the kid down the street?
The one I never got a chance to meet?

Will it be the kid in chemistry?
The one who sat right next to me?

Maybe it will be someone I knew.
Maybe it will even be you.

And if I don't wake up tomorrow
would you mourn with true sorrow?

And indeed if it is I
would you notice that I died?

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