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On death and dying
My loves, please do not mistake
this for an invitation to die.
I do not want any of you to die
yet, so please do not.
But if by mistake it does happen I will
not cry for you.
No, I will cry for me because you are not here
To cry with me.
My love, if death sneaks up on you
Like the thief it is, I will not report
A burglary. I will take our butter knife and
Go chasing after the thief that dared
To steal you from me.
I will hug your soulless body and listen to the
Silence of your heart.
My love, I will howl into silence till God
Goes deaf.
This time he will not ignore me. He will hear all
I have to say.
I will not hope that you're in heaven,
No, I will pray that you've reserved me a
Sit by the fire.
When some day the thief finds me, I will
Be excited to see you again.
And damn!
We will dance on fire,
No, We will be the fire that keeps
our bones warm.
By: Andile Moloi, on 26 November 2020
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