Masereka Amos


I Want To Die When I Have No More Value


I want to apply to die when I have no more value
On that interview date I will put on black clothes
I will not eat and drink and go home to live
I will not seat and not blink and not breathe and not go and not talk
I will not help and I will not work and I will not think
I will guarantee I have lost senses
You will make certain am cold
My appointment letter should state old age
Telling my contiguous friends and work mates might seem thorny
But it is significant you tell those via media that I got a job so worthy everyone else
My earnings should facilitate me leave no debt

Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, February 26, 2013
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I will like to die when my work is over and when ihave no one to care much for.

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