Since I Know Not Poem by Agboyi Felix

This life, might have brought me pain.
For yesterday allieing with today, might make me bow tomorrow.
Alas this short passing shall pass,
and am glad there is a joy beyound this ware.
But I know not how withered my leaves are,
nor how pale my days.
And since fresh buds could fall off,
neither do you yours.
To that,
I will lay bare my chest and shave my hair low tomorrow
with a sigh, and the woods will take the imprints.
And if I leave before you,
don't forget to bid me farewell
with a Godly prayer.