Friday, February 21, 2025

Tell My Story

 Tell my story 


If only I leave —

Leave my city, and in my bed lie still,

Never to let go, in slumber's hold tight

Until my last breath. Do not wake me,

Or sit beside me, weeping.


If only I leave —

Leave and never come back.

Tell my children the stories I've hidden,

All the secrets inside my granaries.

Show them the farthest lines 

where my hoes never reached,

The jungles my weary eyes never beheld


If only I leave —

leave my home and these seedlings 

these germinating seeds 

teach them the mysteries of life

the power to overcome and become 

teach them to be me

Yes— let me be their lamb

in their dark hearts 


If only I leave

My home, and into the wild jungle stray,

Never looking back, never checking 

never seeing how far I've roamed.

Feed my dogs, graze my herds, 

and water my seedlings.


If only I leave —

go far beyond horizons 

and meet my long gone souls

I'd recollect, gather and drink with them 

feast with them and never come back 

so when I go , do not stand —

sit by my side and sing me to sleep 

I am already at peace 


If only i leave 

move far more than visions 

barely show — in my safe heaven 

where my soul shall find peace

what desperation never give

lay me in my cozy domicile 

that place my flesh shall call home

and let me rest — 

rest free in my free zone




©® MZEE MACH 

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