When the time has come
For me to pass
Just a few things I need to ask
Don’t cry cause I’m gone
Don’t cry cause I left
Think of the good things
That my mind possessed
I take my thoughts
I take my soul
Those are all I ever had
That’s what made me whole
The good times we’re many
The bad times we’re more
This life I lived through
Was my only open door
For so long I struggled
To get one step ahead
It all boils down to one thing
We will all end up dead
To those of you who knew me
You knew how I was
To those that didn’t
I was just someone that was
So keep me in your thoughts and mind
Cause its all up to you
That someday we will be as one
And start again, all fresh and new
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is full of joy and sorrow. Death is truth for all. We unite and separate ourselves in this Earth. There is no need to cry. Emotion still blooms in eyes. Life will be kept in mind and memory. An excellent poem is well penned.10