the kitten playfully tumbles

unaware that crunching tyres

will mow it down. 

the girl climbs the loft

unaware that a misstep and fall

will render her dead. 

the man at lunch laughs

unaware that that chilled beer 

will be his last.

the widow crosses the street

unaware that in seconds, her child

will be orphaned. 

In this world of unawares

where life is snuffed out 

with uncertainty. 

 I ask myself, what is the point 

of drafting yet another 

affidavit?