THE DAY I DIE 1
Death has become a friend
For time is not on my side
I’m not scared of dying
But the day earth stands still
Then will I be scared
All I see in this world is anguish and languish
And the fear of death
The day I die
I know within me I’ll be sent to the great beyond
Oh how I wonder and imagine how adventurous it will be
My spirit is home sick
My body is tired
But my soul is not
As the day passes by
So do humans
Many have become even before me
Many are still here even with me
But go I must so that this process may continue
But life as a teacher has taught me more than any other
So cry not
For I live on
But not in this body but in the spirit
Yes I will miss the touch of nature
I will miss the touch of feelings
And yes will I miss the touch of my enemies
But not the touch of my heart
Before the day I die
There is only one thing
I want to feel
And there is only one thing
I want to taste
The ones I love
For this I do no more
I’m not scared of death
But the day I see the tears of those I love,
Then shall I be scared.
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