Wait till I am dead and gone
For the only sure thing in life is death
Keep looking till you find what you’ve always had
You will never find again what you had already found
But by then it will be too late
My spirit will be flying high
Watching over you
Crying with you
Sobbing over your miserable life
My inert corpse will be lying in my grave
My flesh decomposed to manure
My bones burnished and white like the feathers on a dove
Only then will you be able to see through me
My transparency, honesty and absolute devotion to you
But by then it will be too late
You will stumble to my graveyard on your hunch back
Your crapulent bones, your baldhead and your walking stick
I will watch you cry over my tombstone
Longing for the life you should have had with me
And I will grow roses to acknowledge your tears
But by then it will be too late
I will float over you like an angel in heaven
And send a gentle breeze to dry your tears
You will dig your grave beside mine
And long for death to take you away
But it will never come when you want it to
One day you will visit my grave
And will fall right into the one you have dug for yourself
I will be waiting for you in the after life
Nina Fabunmi
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