If I Have To Live Poem by Elias Ng'ang'a K.

If I have to live

If I have to live,
It has to be worthy
If I have to accomplish enamours greatness
so everyone looks up to me
To hail me, to adore, envy and liken me to the highest mountains
Then my person must be devoid of life


If I have to work, work my brains out
Tear my fresh apart
For the loyalty, dedication to office and man
And lack time to love, for humanity and creator
If I have to cry, stormy and raining tears for the wrong I do to my person
Then my person must be devoid of life


If I have to misuse authority over juniors and brag
If I have to be overjoyed and shout to the bank
To cash the fruits of my 'labour '
If I have to become blind and deaf, over others well-being and lives
And encroach the world, as though it was willfully mine
Then my person, must be devoid of life


If I have to forget
Those who toiled to make my day
And the thorny leaves I stepped
If I have to blaspheme, the plate from which I take
And disown morality and love, for hate and greed
If I have to be too big, to ever fit in my crib
Then my person, must be devoid of life.