When Death finally arrives,

Mission here on earth should be accomplished.

The stains of tarnished belongings

Should have vanished.

When I can no longer speak for myself,

The legacy built should.

For it will be the only tangible

Evidence that I once set

Foot on this land.

When my soul forces itself out of my body,

I should be ready to give answers

To the angels that will be questioning me

About all the work that I have done.

When my eyes shut forever,

I should be ready to see and embrace the beauty of the promise land, paradise.