I will live for as long as I live

I will live for as long as I live

Without help; I will live for as long as I live

My weak hands that once lifted islands
And placed them in a desert
Cannot walk without help
My feet that wrote a myriad stories in the car
On the buses in offices classrooms
Now write brushing the earth alone as if trying to erase a
Lot of songs good and bad
…
I am going to die…I know so are you
But mine is so cruelly close I can even see it
Inside the black hole of a yellow sea of lights
I see me lying dead
No one around no one there
Every earth cell with me rejoicing just as it were
Not an iota of life has paused for this passing bird
I will live for as long as I live; without help.

This poem is for those who are living alone in their ‘tenderest’ age. Let your white hair be the raindrops that’d pour into the sonorous heart-vessels of the yearning-to-know youths of today to stabilize them with quietness they so need. Please stay put, don’t go away before you went!
You are younger than you know!!! Please look at the evergreen world...you can't be older than that my dears.
So cheers!