Long after I walked this earth

Will I hear the sound of the winds?

Will I hear the voice of the crowd or the angels sing?

Will I hear the melodies and the music in my ears?

Or will it be quiet with nobody remembering my fade?

Where will the sun rise and set?

Will I walk in the light or darkness of my fears?

Will I see the beauty of the earth again?

Or will I lose the sight forever and drown within my fate?

Long after I walked this earth

Will I still have pride?

Will I tap on my brothers and sisters ‘shoulders with smile?

Will I see my friends walking towards me to dry my tears when I cry?

Or will I stand there in my solitude trying to cry out the pain?

Long after I walked this earth

Will I have someone on their knees praying for my return?

Will I grope on my mother’s breast to feed my thirst?

Will I be content in all I’d have?

Or will I be alone and drying to my ended end?