Close To You
CLOSE TO YOU
I never took they time to understand the nature of friendship
Now I lay on my back, my face looking up in the heavens
Fully on a tuxedo, on a Rolex watch and flowers in my hands
An imagined beauty, you all are, gowned with black outfits
Fare the well, you all sound nice as you wave me good bye
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, as I proclaimed
I feel closer to you more than ever
My maker is waiting; I hesitate as am wheeled to the cemetery
Slow pace, you all walk, so as not to disturb my sleep
I feel the peace, such consideration as you all witness my final battle.
Am now gone but I still linger for the intimacy and closeness that I once felt
Am closer to you more than you can imagine.
Copyright © Kenneth Mwangi | Year Posted 2014
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