By Chidi Anthony Opara
I am on transit,
I am on earth to peel off scalls
And become a god,
A representative of God.
I am not bothered
By bigots trying
To force feed me with doctrines.
I do not smell
The whiff of death now,
I relish living.
I have no grudges,
I apologize for offences caused.
My hopes
Are heaped on the Almighty
Whose mouthpiece I am
And whose representative I will become.
I crave for long life,
I crave for good health
And other paraphenalias of long life.
Death
I will submit to when Divinity wills.
I have my say,
But not always my way.
I await a glorious exit
When the Almighty wills.
My epitaph will read
"Here lies he who held no grudges".
Let them take note,
Those who would write my epitaph.
(Poem presented as social service, all rights reserved)
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