Death

I am nanthasha The queen of the coast I have travelled and travelled no more I have worked and worked no more My grey hair has fallen and risen no more My ashes are scattered around Who killed me Look at him smiling and laughing I shall fight but how He has taken everything Even my soul is broken I have called for help But who would hear the tears of the dead My God will fight I hope I can rest my lonely soul Put back it's pieces and rest in my lord abode I am Natasha