Death won't be the end for me
My hustle, for existence after death not money
To keep my reputation save after end, I don't stop working
Death may be the end for others not for me.
Not going to die without impact like chicks
Till last breath, my determination will never be sick
Even when I'm gone, my name will remain in their cheek
Death isn't capable of ending me even with thousand tricks.
Death won't end me
Death will only make me absent to them physically
My identity will remain in their skull
My word will rule their world.
Death won't end me
Death can only erase my statue as human
In their emotions I still live
In what they say I'm not dead.
When I'm dead, my words won't
My love in their heart won't cease
Death won't end me.
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This poem asserts a defiant stance against the finality of death, expressing a strong belief in the enduring impact of one's actions and words. The narrator's relentless hustle and determination are depicted as forces that transcend physical demise, aiming to preserve their reputation and influence. The poem conveys a sense of immortality through legacy, suggesting that death cannot erase the narrator's presence in the memories and hearts of those left behind. Through vivid imagery and resolute declarations, the poem emphasizes that death is merely a physical absence, not an end to the narrator's influence and significance.
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