If I Die Today

If I die today just know that death would catch me while eating pasta  
I would have preferred it to be githeri on my last day
But oh well
But if by the time death comes I'd be done eating, then it would find me in the shower 
Taking a warm shower head to toe
     Can't complain about that

Am so tempted to laugh right now in these lines
But I realize that am talking about death, and so I should be serious
He will remember that I called him, but he was too busy, so we didn't talk much
         I can see him regretting that move on my burial 
He number two will remember that I called and informed him that it was bad
But he had his protective shell on and couldn't help me
      This one might be searching for my savings during my burial
He number three will always remember me
My shadow will haunt him for the rest of his life
But at least he would know that I tried to make peace at the end

Mother nature is very mad, she is crying non stop
She is screaming and yelling
She is making everything unsteady and unsafe
There is a war on the skies, the clouds are cracking 
I fear her hormonal rage, could be my bad luck
But oh well mother nature
I love you a lot and I love you a little, depending on the situation
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Jones Avatar
July 29, 2015 at 8:45 AM
Powerful write njeri. Death is a serious matter but always worth laughing at. Would be interested to see your biography as yet unposted to get a compass direction on your psyche. Kind regards, Ian
Hunjeri Avatar
September 15, 2015 at 10:59 AM
Thank you Ian. Today i decided to through my poems and reply to the comments i hadnt replied too. Good day:-)
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