I am too young to die, but my death is very soon. The Lord and Satan himself been sending me back to earth saying there's no room for me either in hell or heaven.
My people are more confused thinking this is the start of my life but am afraid it's not. Temptation keeps dragging me to unhealthy lifestyle, taking big risks and unwanted behaviour. I know I'm young, but it seems like this world always offer me things that are not my age.
It's scary knowing where I'm going but it's also the reason, I keep living wrong, imagine an innocent kid having to die without experiencing harsh life and substance abuse, a life that is full of righteous plus death still have to take such life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem