Death Gives Life Poem by ENOCH AANU OJOTISA

When I die because I may die,
Or should I die if I die,
maybe if I die because I ought to die,
let mother earth be a cool room for the cadaver.
A piece of cloth would do...people.
A dropp of tears will I permit not;
not even from a dear.
though much of sorrow behind,
faces of sad shapes but happy minds may mourn camouflage;
Alas, I am he who dies and get born again.
I am Kokumo the spirit of heavens.
After you leave that yard, I must but rise again.
If I die, that I doubt;
If I come again, know I died before.