When am gone,
Sweet agony will flourish at home
Sweet agony will flourish at home,
Just because am gone
just because am gone,
Christ will be called
Christ will be called,
because am DEAD and gone!
[Dedication to all kids who don't know of death]
good 1...... reffering to kids! !
the poem means a lot than what the words therein read...a message calling the kids...calls the entire pretentious world to listen...insightful intelligent write, Oluko...10
When we are all gone..time remembers what we etched in its indedible memory..etched in the book of love, anecdotes that many will share..just share. when we are gone is by no means game over!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
the point is reached by u, using no too many words. it counts most. thx for the invitation. good luck