POETRY: My fears By: Faridah Abd'Kareem

I am not scared of death or the pains surrounding death,

I am not scared that you would move on after my death,

I am terrified that you would live like I ne'er existed.

I am afraid that I ne'er added value to your life,while I was breathing,

I am scared that our memories would fade away like the smoke from a cigarette,

I am worried that you would find it hard to mention my name without feeling uneasy or reluctant,

I am afraid you wouldn't remember what I look like or the last conversations we had,

I feel the arrows of undescribable fear penetrating my heart,

when I imagine you avoiding my relatives for the fear of reminding them that they lost a child to death's ugly hands.

Oluwashikemi✍🏽