What I want you to remember...

When I die, let them bury me

And know I lived, to be free

On my feet, every day

And not on my knees, as a slave

I want to live, to the day

When the meek, learn to be brave

I want to grow, internally 

And to flourish intellectually

I want to experience, all of life

Even if I, have to pay the price

And I know, that I will seek

All of life’s, mysteries

Knowledge of self, is the key to this

And I see, life for what it is

An ornate form, of tapestry

A delicate piece, of artistry