If I Die Tomorrow!

Death,

The vision softly creeping

Still remains within me

As the sound of silence knocking

The door of time.

What if the vision suddenly grow

What if I die tomorrow?

Would it give the soul

Salvation or sorrow?

Would the ingrained light

Of fear horribly glow?

Would a wind of silence

Over the lamp of life ever blow?

Sorrow!

Who will celebrate the sorrow,

They who are,

Talking without speaking

Hearing without listening

Crying without sobbing

Or

Praying without uttering.

All they're the good actors

Revolve around me

For their requirement

On the shake of my responsibility.

I've got nothing to lose

And one thing to prove,

There is none

To whom you can

Call as thy own!

Why should I fear?

What have I lost by death.

We all have only greed

With which we have agreed

And we want more

Than we need.

But I'm free

Of such creed.

But yes!

Over my head in the grave

The name on the wall

The only thing I have.

And the footprint

Over time's pave.

I have nothing to lose.

But I feel remorse for

Going without giving

The love it flows.