I Beg Nowt But Fame Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

I beg nowt but fame,
Bid thee hence, O death,
For virtue I seek, not a name
O come, draw away mean breath,
Granting me, fame of thine
Some what bounteous and great,
That no man can hast as mine,
Unto men thou doth giv' If they haste;
Keep this oath, show thyself generous,
Now I see men doth becomes famous;
Honored, Respected once they Land
And renowned If they live in Sand
I ergo decide to dash thee my breath,
Then thou requite me thus, O death!
A deal of exchange breath for fame
So hast I all, A fame, A virtue, A name