When Time does not matter anymore
I hope that last heart beat unlocks a lighted-door
And my thoughts are tied to the right principles
And the Earth and Wind spell them all out on the walls
So that the other people understand what my life was for.
When the invisible mountain has been scaled
And my eroded shoulders are justified and frail
I hope the roads not taken prove to be strayed
And my walk was of noble soldiers straight to their graves
Each foot step guiding next until end of days.
When Temptation’s whispers have ceased to allure,
And the inborn Scale reveals the virtues and black pores,
I hope I rise up at the brow of dawn
Whilst knowing through heart I did more right than wrong
Then and only then can I find Peace with sunlit palms.
When the last kiss has been eternally sealed
And the language of Love has spoken with pure zeal
Of the depths of my feelings that can no longer conceal
The shape of my heart and the part you possess and hold and feel
I hope it was all worth the effort and more importantly was real.
O please believe me when Time does not matter anymore
And everything is laid out across the floor
The map of existence, the secrets of yore
I hope to have read the world to elevate our souls
And fully understand what my life was for.
In loving memory of my dear Aunt, Kareema "Kookoo" Addas, who embodied the Spirit of Joy. Rest in Peace.
