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Sunday, September 29, 2019

Give me Away


Give me Away


When I'm gone,
all that will remain
is my memory;
so, if you need to cry,
do cry for the child
on the street
who has no food
nor shelter.
When you think of me,
embrace the needy
and tell them
what you would tell me.
It's better I leave you
with something
you can give to others
in the same way
you have given me
when I was around.
The best you can do
to make me proud,
is to seek out the oppressed
and set them free.
People die,
love lives on.
So, when that's all
thats left of me,
please give me away
abundantly.

Colombo, Sun Sep 29, 2019

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