When I Die - By Madukar Orji

At conception in my mother's womb,

My eyes opened to behold a mortal world;

Innocently I cradled her unclothed breast;

The breeze of joyful songs smoked the clouds;

It’s been joy of life ever lived since infancy;

The joy-filled clouds'll someday dissipate in darkness;

And my eyes’ll roll to close in humility to eternity,

When I humbly kiss the sand of earth that I thread;