Tell Them To Cry Now Poem by Emmanuel Chibuike Ikechukwu

When I am death
Please don't cry
Cry now when I am still living
So I could dry you tears
Time will come
when my soul will fly
And tell the children not to weep at my grave
I will not be there to say sorry
You tell them only to pray so the sky will open
Like the butterfly wing
So my soul could fly across thy cloud
Tell them I am steal close like a shadow
To erase their fear and wipe away sorrow from their mind
Tell them I will plant a rose
In the garden of love