Poetry of a Blind Girl

when they (I) fall

When they(I) fall

If tomorrow i do not rise

If you wake to hear the cries

Do not let sadness invade your eyes

What once walked on earth Now flies

Tales told of heros bold

of Those who perished in lands of cold

Of those who ended up with their souls sold

They never had the chance for their story to unfold

Greater teachings, their stories hold

When they fall

The tears will too

Their hearts drop

Because another's stopped

But if i am to fall

I want you to rise

I want you to see it not as a loss

But as a prize

My life holds tales and stories

Many teachings and glories

Treat my passing as a publishing

A publishing of power

A publishing of strength

A publishing of hope

A publishing of peace

Because if tomorrow i do not rise

I cannot tell any lies

The truth of my life has been told and done

But i was not just anyone

Nobody's truth is the same as mine

One of a kind

I do not wish the world to be blind

By the legacy i'm sure to leave behind

We make a difference in the lives of others

Mothers, sisters, fathers, brothers,

Cousins, friends, strangers

Not all of them may be lovers

But your legacy has begun

Differences have been made, by you

So if i may fall tonight

And tomorrow i do not rise

Do not let tears come to your eyes

For I know my legacy has been made

I know my legacy is true

I know that i've made a difference

Perhaps not to you

But i've met hundreds

And i've stayed true

My part will forever be played

On this ghost-filled stage

4.3.2021