One day, someday I’ll disappear
Escape from all these mess and fear
And everyone will want to know
Where I’m holed up, where I did go
When orders come to look for me
Search not where nothing comes for free
Not justice hall and not the mall
Where virtue is a credit full
Do not search in the crowded streets
Where the air sullies as its bleats
Not in neglected parks either
Where the plants have ceased to flower
Find me in the mountains beyond
I will be dreaming ‘neath the sun
The mountain is where I’ve come from
It’s where I’ll be when I am gone
When my time in this world is o’er
My wish is to be buried there
Let my flesh be joined to the earth
Land is life; my death-a rebirth
Cheryl L. DaytecYañgot
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hideaway-2/
