Will I Die Too? Poem by RAPHAEL KARIBO

In a gigantic duplex
i layed my head,
a beep echoed i ploded,
picked
mr.roy is dead

Beneath the radiant
clouds of heavens i worked
tirelessly to feed my
community, will i die too?

My light and glittering skin
shining like the noon sun, will it suddenly turn to dust?

With all my pounds/dollars in my account, are you truely sure i'll die too.

Will i cease to inhale this air sweeter than honey? , this is not funny.

Oh am i going to be laid in that one room? that dusky room without my wealth, my crown?

Will i die too?

Will my pictures be tagged aged, will my feets stop pacing the roads of Abua?

Will i die too? ? ?