Monument

Build in my memory
When you lay me down to rest
a monument tapering high,
high above the reach
of human hands and taints.
Build for me memories
deep enough to evade
the stare of conceit
and hatred.
A monument resting
on the strata of hearts
that which generations
will find repose in its shade
never rusting
or decaying.
A monument
which the debris of time
will find it a thorn
to swallow
making me strut on
while I'm gone.

by Paul Owusu-Aduening

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