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
Copyright © Hamzat Adams | Year Posted 2019
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