by Membis Godwin
Death have had its conference to take me
The land I step on I shall rest on
Accept me when I come to rest
For you are my last home
The last friend of man
Don't reject me
Though everyone will when I sleep
Even those who claims to love me so dear
will not accept my breathless body
You are my last hope
In you shall the iron man rust
From you shall my soul rise
when my earthly body decay
And new me yet to be made
Be my home till then.
From:
Membis Godwin
Copyright ©:
2016
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Membis Godwin a religious romantic young poet always with a busy pen. A Biafran from the Republic of Biafra in West Africa. Intending being a lawyer but highly in love with poetry and the world of act as a whole. Like www.facebook.com/membisgodwinchukwukamma.
Last updated February 16, 2016