How can I be content….
How can I be content with this tide of desires, passions, dreams, likes and dislikes sweeping across my feeble heart??????
I wanna be superman so I can glide with her over the skies
I wanna be Shakespeare so that with my words I can pluck the strings of her heart.
I wanna be Usain Bolt so I can speed my way through school and receive the crown of a big pay cheque at the end of every month
I wanna be Messi so I can mess up the man city defence
I wanna be captain jack sparrow…well just because being captain Jack Sparrow sounds awesome
I have dreams…… With these dreams I lay awake at night and ponder
But of later have been forced to reconsider
I have been diagnosed with terminal cancer and given a month to live.
As you can imagine I wasn’t too keen on the idea, I mean die??? Death??me?? Who has got time to die at 21???
Slowly but steadily I have embraced my fate
I said slowly but yet steadily I have embraced my fate and this is why….
I have learnt that the grave is rich. Yes you heard me, the grave is full of wealth…..
Rich with inventions that never manifested. Great women that died prostitutes
Strong would be influential men that died alcoholics
Books never written, life transforming stories never told, records never produced, songs never sang
I will leave it open for you to complete the lines
I almost realised to late that my dreams are not ahead of me but within me
No one is remembered for how great they started the race but how they finished it.
So I wanna have a good finish.
The irony is to die rich is to die empty!!!!!!
Empty because while you lived you wrote the songs within you.
Empty because you poured out your heart into the things that make a difference in society
Empty because while you still could you smiled until your jaws hurt
Empty because you wrote the songs, performed the poems, baked the cakes, served the community.
Empty because you noticed the needy. Cried with the Brocken rebuilt Shattered lives
You Played the game rather than being the spectator
Just like apostle Paul I wanna say I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race , I have kept the faith
Don’t die because of Age, die because you are empty
Don’t die because of disease,die because you are empty and there is nothing left to give.
Therefore accept my smiles, accept my hugs because they represent the best of me
Accept my time accept my rebuke and my apologies, they are my wealth
Accept my words my concern my counsel, they represent the God in me
Accept my money my food my love they represent my gratitude
Let this be my legacy.So to die empty is the plan
Inspired by Thomas that lost his battle with Cancer.