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When I Die


When I Die, Do Not Cry Wail Or Lament,

For The Sound Of Your Cry,

Wailing And Lamentation

Will Remind Me Of A World,

A World Where;

Tears Bring Joy To Heart,

God Is Only Is a Brother,

Friends Are Fries.

Tell Me Is There A Day

The World Has Not Rotated

Because Of Some One's Death...?

 

When I Die, I Would Not Be Dead,

I Would Have Crossed To

The Other Side Of The Bridge,

I Would Be At A Far Away Place

Where You Will Follow Me One Day.

But On That Day,

Do Not Dig Up The Earth Too Deep,

For I Will Not Be Dead

And So Will My Body Want To Breath.

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Mwaka Abiya

A 17 Year Ugandan Poet

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Mwaka Abiya
This Poem Sets To Detar Us From Over Worrying Our Selves Over One's Death For Too Long. We Should Just Salute Them And Wish Them The Best In Their Journey In The Life After Death.

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