Separate Me From Me Poem by asaolu kolawole ifedayo

What essence will thy breathe be
If toil and toes all lies in vain?
What power shall this clay change
If brain and heart shall rot like shaft?
Thy separating weapon
Dividing the three earth
Whose testimony shall no man testify
When golden river shall be crossed

Let the world gather in shame
They that love less to love
Locked up inside the prison of pain
Sorrow without and anguish within
Myriad of merry mourners
Whose number shall make one by noon
To stay or nt to stay
A bitter choice to chose

And if inside the book of life my name be found
And if spotless now my garment shall be
And if in the city of gold my Angel shall jig
And if this rowdy head my crown to wear
And if at Jesus feet my lips to kiss
And if by the tree of life my hunger defiled
And if the host of heaven shall welcome me with joy

Oh what essence will this breathe be
When toils and toes all lies in vain?
What power will this clay wield
If brain and heart shall rot in sepulchre?
Thy separating power
Dividing the three me
Whose testimony shall no man testify
When golden river shall be crossed

By Zion treasure