And it is my honor to be dead.
They are weeping now
Hearts broken by my departure.
My efforts paid off
My life duly rewarded.
I loved fiercely
I lived for God steadfastly
I worked fervently.
And now –as one renowned man sang:
‘My heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I’m laid to my rest.’
I lived my ‘impossible dream’
-For you know,
That’s what they presumed.
Perhaps they never could envision
The honor that could be
For a man who went to the grave
Void of all his dreams.
As for me,
I bid farewell to you
And I am honored to be dead.
By Tebogo Ndlovu (Zimbabwe)
picture source: forbes.com
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