if it were to happen to me

If i happened to lose my eye today,
and you were a friend yesterday,
please be a friend even tommorow!

if my face were to be seered
and i happen to lose it to disfiguration,
Be kind enough to recognise me.
Be kind enough in the least to love me...

Do not discriminate me with your eyes
(from our talk)
Do not hate me with your smile
But love me with your heart
And love me with your arms.
For I chose not to be like this,
The winds of heaven blow upon us all
each at our own time.

If i were to be lying in state,
in my casket,
would you be so kind to
smile at me?
Then I would have no choice
but to wake
To keep a friend's heart from rapture


Kasumba.Fortunate
Poems from Mwiri.2007