Nobody will know my name

I must write my account but nobody will know my name,
no, it's sad I dont chase fortune or fame.
Yes, nobody will comment I say
until my time on earth is spent away
For whats the point

Your nobody till somebody kills you
Just ask Jesus, but I dont want to die, yet
still my work after im gone shall live on; was
born to write, this is the life Ive chose not,
but up to the task I rose

Who knows my life better than me
who is able to see what I see
who will spell my name for me, I own it
the good news according to Mutabazi.
We only experience but once, sow

Then in countless ages to come
when time repeats itself, some lost scrolls
my poems a body of wealth of highest discourse
to some lucky soul, my legacy, a 'my story'
author unknown.

Mythical_Poet
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