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