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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