Ezekiel Olayemi

On the Other Side of Breath

I wonder how the other side will feel,

what it is to be gone from the world

for good, free from all

stress, pain, sorrow wrapped like chains.

I wonder how the other side will feel

will I remember, or not,

who I was, what I have done,

the good, the bad?

I wonder how the other side will feel,

life after life, or just a play

judgment, light, shadow?

I wonder how the other side will feel

will I see the lost,

or sleep forever,

become dust in memory,

or walk the path beyond the stars?