When Am Dead And Gone Poem by Asiimwe Sam Ruhindi

It’s dawn and the sky is brown
The whole land is cold
Announcements over the media
I have kicked the bucket
Will you weep and grieve?
When am dead and gone?

Sit and recall all our sweet memories
Remember the glances we shared
Stories we exchanged every twilight
On our way home so sweet
Celebrate my life with a smile
When am dead and gone.

Sing precious lord take my hand
As you lay my bones back to soil
With a wreath of white roses
I’ll still love you because I know you do too
And hope these words will help you through
When am dead and gone