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.