Death Will Decide Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Cry! And cry,
O! Lover,
Yes! Cry,
but I would never be there to wipe your tears oneday,
and I would never be there to give you my shoulder someday,

Smile! And smile,
O! Lover,
Yes! Smile,
but I might not be there to appreciate the beauty of nature,
Ofcause I might no longer be there to share our long awaited future,

Blush! And blush,
O! Lover,
Yes! Blush,
but I wont be able to touch and rub your pink chicks tomorrow,
tha I would have long got my wings with no intention and fly like a sparrow,

Hold! And hold,
O! Lover,
Yes! Hold,
but soon and not later you will be forced to let go of the charming hand,
that you will stand alone on the dusty land,

Look at me!
Look at me!
Please look at me!
soon my angel death will decide,
and bare to know that I love you,
even if I would have gone away,
my spirit will forever be there to lead your way!