In The Event Of My Demise Poem by MaliQ Honesty Quallaz Nyasha

Because of life's uncertainties, I know one day I will be taken away from this earth.
I will cease to exist just like that.
At the thought of such a tragedy, emotions overcloud my judgement.
How will you remember me? ? .
Am I deserving of the tears that you will shed for me? ? .

In The Event Of My Demise,
I pray the good Lord grants me grace to be in heaven.
For I have lived a life dreaded with iniquities.
My soul doesn't deserve pardoning, but who am I to judge.
I leave the judgement to HIM who created me in his image.

In The Event Of My Demise,
I know sooner or later my body will lay lifeless in that wooden box.
To those I wronged, a moment of sadness will visit their hearts but relief will overtake the sadness.
And to those that loved me I say, do not therefore waste your tears for that won't bring me back.
But since pain and grief is the root of all tears, cry not in agony but in happiness.

In The Event Of My Demise,
Celebrate what I stood for, celebrate my failures and my triumphs.
Celebrate the man I was, celebrate the man I wanted to be.
And never let the memory of me depart from your hearts.
For I lived most of my life trying to make all of you happy in my expense.
In The Event Of My Demise.