Hamzat Adams Poet Imagism

If I'M To

If I'm to die 
I will die in the hands of death
Buried in the stomach of sands 
I will fight war as plants 
Who strive hard to survive 
In raining sun or dry the weather might be 
I will climb the mountains of no top
Swiming in ocean of no end

If I'm to feed 
I will drink from my sweat 
After eating lunch of dinner from my flesh
Facing the dance at floor 
If I'm to see 
I will light the candle in my father's face 
Drink from his spilt 
Eat from his brain 

If I'm to succeed 
I will look beyond my reach 
Walk in steps of sands of the victory 
To create a pathful path to follow 
Worth a story also praising song 
Then I could dine with heaven 
Wait with my two face close 
For death can kill me no more

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Beata Agustin November 12, 2024 at 10:41 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.