Death And Me Poem by Okoemu Okoemu Okoemu

My death day is the great for me
Waiting patiently for it
When my mind shall think no more
When my soul shall be at peace
And also at rest
The great day of me is my death day
When I shall breath my final
Let no one weep for me
Celebrate, for Okoemu is at peace
Shed no tears on that day
For my death is not my end
It is a gateway to living my life
A new life.
The I will die,
Thinking is begone
Sorrows and sadness too
I will have no fear
So why shedding the tears
Lay me six feet
Pay no tribute
Replace me in all capacities
Do what ever you like
The truth is, I won't even see it
And I won't even feel it
I am then like a stone
The rain that is drenching a stone
Do no harm, but the good of washing it dirt.
I will die,
Whether now, soon or later
Whenever it comes,
It is my death, I must die my death
It is the key to my freedom of peace
My perfect world is in death
Which is my life
Though I am not in a hurry to die,
If it comes, I won't run
Because it won't even let me.
I have no better self but death
Death is peace!