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Saturday, 03 January 2009 |
Bullets piercing my body
Or arrows finding their way,
Blood seeming naughty
With a swords sway
I plead to my Lord:
“I wish to die the same way”
Fear seeming archaic
And for life I’m saying ‘Nay!’
And then, a zephyr surrounds me
My soul is far away
I plead to my Lord:
“I wish to die the same way”
My soul passing like a drop from jug
I being carried with smiles and hugs
When asked: “who this blessed soul is, Oh dear?”
With my best names, they call me here & there
I plead to my Lord:
“I wish to die the same way”
When dressed in green,
Enjoying Heaven’s sheen
My Lord calls away:
“For what My obedient pray?”
At that time, let me say:
“I wish to die the same way”
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