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My music is coming with me
when i die
my poems, words
they will come with me
when i cry
my mother, god
they come and lift me
when i sigh
my girl, world
have come and kissed me
my music’s coming with me
i can write it into existence
i can make it vanish in a snap
i can twist it, bend it, lift, suspend it
mend it, send it back
when i long
then my stars
make it so
when ‘im wrong
then it’s ours
this ancient poem
if i’m strong
in the hour
of the great unknown
then my music will come with me
i can write it into existence
i can make it vanish in a snap
i can twist it, bend it, lift, suspend it
mend it, send it back
© Brenton Sinay 2008

