Alone. Just alone.
No matter how much
I ignore it. It is always
The same.
The sun's life sets
In the grand azure above,
I am preparing to make a journey.
Sleeping in a coffin. Alone.
Pallbearers from my past
And my present carried me
Away for my last chapter.
The time. 3:25 pm.
The time I left this world.
The time to fly high.
The time I made family
In the eternal azure.
At 11:11 am.
My last chapter
It will start to form.
11 days. 2500km.
And a retired dream.
The sorrowful eternity
Covers the land with
His Mist so the sun
Can die.
I reached a museum.
The museum where
I would lie alongside
The millions of relics
That symbolised man.
7 days have passed since
The Great Joy of Sorrow
Took me home. It can compare
With what the world says about me.
A mixed legacy.
In life,
My stories enchanted
Filled with history and purpose.
With death,
It is a brand new way of life
Filling the land with a tide
Of darkness.
2 days to the grand summit.
Spending time observing
The relics that show my life
As a fundamental story.
Tomorrow.
My life will be remembered
Along with legends
Of eternal fame.
Stories were told.
A life was played out.
And a monument will be ready.
Silence Society. Prepare the grave.
The Grand Summit is here.
The Royal procession leads me
To the one place I truly call home.
Time to go.
Where were my wife and kids?
The wife I had was pure poetry
And my kids were the words
That went to live in the World.
This is the last of Earth
I am content.
I found peace.
Goodbye, world.
I am leaving.
Leaving by Ethan Ddungu