Somedays I cry

Somedays I cry seeing the joy of my offspring knowing one day I'll die, 
 anxious to to see my future and go beyond the sky.
Somedays I cry
like a river I've been running to my dream, in search of a sound peace to flow like a stream.
Somedays I cry.

Somedays I cry
I've nurtured this body only for it to turn to dust,
My name will be remembered with things of the past.
Somedays I cry

Somedays I cry
When the final curtain is closed, I'll remember the days of old, I  visualised the tears of those I mattered to the most, my presence will be of a ghost.
Somedays I cry.

Written by
Jones AWUAH