This World Is Not My Home

Time flies like an arrow. One day death will march in to take away my soul and keep my body off the streets of Delmas. My body and soul will go their separate ways, I will be astray corpse with no home but a grave only. A grave? yes! another home for this tired body. When I pass from physical life and lose all bodily attributes and functions necessary to sustain life I beg my loved ones not to shed tears because God shed HIS grace upon this existing life. I suffered through the sufferings of others and I lived through all pains. I lived through pain of negligence and loneliness,I lived through pain of hatred within my family and I lived through pain of losing a woman who gave birth to me. Believe it or not! I lived through ALL pains and from today I wish to die a painful death.No one should hold me responsible for I KNOW IT WILL BE THE LAST PAIN OF EVERYTHING AND A STRUGGLE TO THE END. Here I am starring at a timepiece that shows the time of the day, As it ticks it reminds me of all the things I did that made me happy. I do not want to live forever but I want to watch flowers swaying side to side everyday. I do not want to live forever but I want to enjoy the light breeze everyday. I do not want to live forever but I want to experience summer evenings. It is hard to live but I still owe my being to to the nature.