Prepare My Grave

Alone I can’t do
Mutually we can
Me and you real friends
Me and you not enemy
But my friend know
Prepare my grave

I saw you very far I swore to follow your way
My father forbade my choice
My mother and all my clan
Lamented Mkude you gona die!

My heart refused their will
My hears denied to snoop
And my tongue spoke to them
That never shall we break up
So my friend know prepare my grave

Dig the grave deep
For death will follow soon
Choose a good coffin
Put my body in
Don’t forget the cross
A sign of God’s people
Place doesn't matter
Wherever plunk me
So my friend know
Train my grave
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Vinson Avatar
April 6, 2017 at 9:47 PM
A powerful poem, Lucas.
Jones Avatar
March 25, 2013 at 5:15 PM
Lucas this is not literal is it? Beautiful writing but much to live for
Jones Avatar
August 13, 2013 at 4:56 PM
I would like to know about life where you live...
Jones Avatar
March 29, 2013 at 7:37 PM
Yes...I also do...happiness Lucas...I wish one day to shake your hand...I think you a fine kind man....Donna
Mkude Avatar
March 28, 2013 at 4:28 AM
some times we write from others experiences Donna. Thanks very much friend.
Bastanipoor Avatar
March 25, 2013 at 12:07 AM
impressive and beautiful rhythm
Mkude Avatar
March 25, 2013 at 12:22 AM
thanks Mehrdad
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