A Poet's Testament

When I finish this course called life, I'll die; and be glad, for no more must I be sad; for I'll know that I gave it my best try, my best attempt, my all, all that I had. Until that time, I'll live and just abide; have faith and trust in God, give thanks and pray; remember what it's all for, and besides; though life brings sorrow, in the end today is all we have. And if along the way, I can help make this world a better place (by tearing down man's hate, though it's cliché), then the love of God manifests His grace through me. Nothing else matters to me now, except loved ones, true friends, and rhythmic verse. Because of His death, I have made my vow: my past's long gone, and my future's now no worse!