IF I RETURN NO MORE

I am going—just going.

Whether in the dark sunshine,

Or in the sleeping moonlight,

Or to find the missing Pluto,

Oh! Pity me not; I’m thirsty.

I am going—going speechlessly.

My eyes are filled with sorrow.

The strength of my life is tears.

But if I return no more, cry not.

Tell my family, 'It's the struggle'.

I am going to survey the earth.

I am not happy; I am tired of misery.

If you hear any death news,

Please search the face and coffin.

Maybe it's my sleeping body.

I am going—going like a thirsty lion.

It’s my plan to fight and touch.

But if I desperately return no more,

Please wipe my mom’s face.

The light has silently gone off.

© Gabriel S. Weah alias Lyrical Genius