Alone For the Rest of My Soul

At just 30, please death take this to her: For I was thinking that life start at forty For I had hidden the good side of me mother, For that me, there is another me stealthy; A good son you once dream, that is not a robber, rapist, political thug, cultist, dope distributor, A well educated, that never try to kill his brother Not a road mugger, and not a village destructor Kaka, i am no more, that evil is out of me now, And say good things about me later, please, Give them my legacy, and lied that i rest in peace Recall me before age ten; the joy i never know; And smile I forgot off, mildness son you once love Alone mother, untroubled, for the rest of my soul.