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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required What If I fall today off the edge of life, My blood too cold to flow, My ears deaf to the sounds made by you who are alive, My mind shut from knowing, Frozen by deaths icey hands from feeling ever again, What it means to stand under the sun, drenched by rain Or wake up at dawn To the busy sound of busses and of people Merged into one? . What if after tonight I wake up alone On a lonely path leading somewhere far from home, Where I can no longer hear the laughter of my siblings Reminding me it's Christmas, or Easter Or my birthday? What if tonight was my death day? . Would I still yearn to be the best, Just to be applauded by wealthy hands? Would I still spend my nights Creating beautiful lines to entertain your famished minds, Minds hungry for beauty and mastery. . What if a day comes without me? Will I still be dauntless to say "Nothin dey happen" When I stand at the gate of heaven For reckoning; The golden gates opening After the questioning.. Or eternal death beckoning, My tearful eyes weeping, The pulse of my heart racing, Temperature rising, Knowing this is not fever, But something, bigger, deadlier-- "Condemned forever!" . What if a day comes without me? Will you stand gloomy Over my grave, Wishing you told me those words clawing at your heart And that I read the best poems you had to write, But never did Before my breath ceazed And my soul answered the call from its native land, While you wasted away time, Dreaming of moments sublime To tell me your thoughts and mind? Would you hate yourself for forgetting to forgive me, Or that the day I died, the last thing we did was fight? You thought I'd always be fine, Oblivious of the sad fact that we have an end so long we have a beginning. . But friend, do not read into this too much sadness. Because I was just asking, "What if a day comes without me??"
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