If I Died To Return Not To This World Poem by Ojeikpo Elijah

If I died to return not to this world,
No longer bound by earthly ties and chains,
My soul released, a graceful bird unfurled,
In peaceful flight, no longer feeling pain.

If I died to return not to this world,
No longer bound by earthly love and hate,
My eyes have seen many evils under the sun,
And the tongue that slained without mercy.

If I died to return not to this world,
No longer would I roam this mortal land,
Where struggles and sorrows run deep and wide,
And man labours cannot satisfied him.

If I died to return not to this world,
No longer would I hold a mortal hand,
But soar above, in a celestial glide,
I'd leave behind the worries and the fears,
That weigh me down in this fleeting Life.

If I died to return not to this world,
No more would I shed any mortal tears,
But thrive in bliss, free from all strife,
Though I may miss the beauty of this place
I know my soul would find eternal grace.