Like the river
As the tide tilt
And the wind whirl
One day we will be washed away
And the surge will bring forth new forces
Today when it rained
My eyes shall peek through my life mirror
In it are memories I once cherished
As I take the sleep potion
These memories shall levitate my spirit even in my death
I will see my father, mother, and angels clearer than in my dream
when am dead and gone
the remainder of my carcass shall be giggling
As I prepare for my death before I died
Death is not your friend nor enemy
when time ticks,
death ticks too
lives each day like it's your last
©FATAI ISMAIL
