Alan Rickman is dead.

Alan Rickman is dead
and I am laughing.

Alan Rickman is dead
and I am laughing
at all of you,
who still dare to entertain
notions of ‘tomorrow’.

Wake up,
Grow up.
Tomorrow started yesterday.
And just like yesterday ended
without any notice
Tomorrow shall pass you by
unnoticed.

I laugh at all you waiters.
I laugh at all you procrastinators.
I laugh at your silly fears that make you delay
I laugh at your faith in the existence of a tomorrow, your lazy ways.

No, she won’t wait for tomorrow
Yes, she knows there is no tomorrow
Today. A series of todays, is all that she has.
Nothing further, nothing beyond.

Alan Rickman is dead.
And I am laughing.

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