... By Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
When I die
Is it the world
That is free of me
Or am I the one
That is free of the world?
No more hunger
To satisfy
Nor thirst
to quench
No more striving
For vanities
Nor beauties
To lust after
No more body
To pamper
Nor health
To safe-guard
No more expectations
To meet
Nor disappointments
To witness
No more love
To cherish
Nor a broken heart
To mend
No more ignorance
To exhibit
Nor knowledge
To share
No more truth
To tell
Nor lies
To be told
No more mystery
To ponder upon
Nor certainty
To express
No more false gods
To worship
Nor the room
To doubt The One
When I die
All that is left
Is my soul alone
In transit about to account
For my actions, reactions and words
Sacrosanct indeed.
(c)(r) Tijjani M. M.
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