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Mar 2014
When I die,
I don't want anyone to cry for me
I want you to ululate with joy
And sing loudly, that song that I love
I want you to dance around my grave
To the African rhythm
I want your hips to sway to the beat of life
And remember all the joy I had in mine
I wish for you to share stories
Of my triumphs, my sorrow and my peace
To recall the time I laughed with you
And the time I clutched my ribs,
And laughed at you
And those moments I allowed myself
To cry in your arms
Most of all, remember my eyes
That lit up when I smiled
That expression that constantly gave me away
When I had something to say
Remember that skin to skin embrace we had
As we sat watching the fire die
And my stumbled walk when I said goodbye
When I die,
I don't want anyone to cry for me
I want you to weep for me.
Tumelo Mogotsi
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Tumelo Mogotsi  Botswana
(Botswana)   
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