(My Poetic License: A poem written by me after I was dead)
O'God, when I could write,
I wrote a couple of poems thinking of you,
now let me sleep through the Resurrection day
when my body is going to testify against me,
Yes, I know, I succumbed to my wishes all my life
But You have been one of those wishes always,
Yes, I know, I haven't remembered you all the time
But I knew you were there for me always,
now let me sleep through the Resurrection day into paradise
I know I am overusing it,
But Its my poetic license!
(Oct. 21, 2012)
