Williamsji Maveli writes, " Take away from me everything,,,,"

I harvest and collect the wheat in bundles,
To give them to those who are hungry,
My soul gives life to the grapevine,
 I press its bunches to extract and give
the sweet juice to those who are  thirsty.
Heaven fills my lamp fulfilled with oil
 I place it at my main door and window
 to throw light to  the stranger
who walk away  through the dark
I do all these things because
 I live in them; and if destiny
should tie my hands and prevent me
from so doing, then death would be
my only desire and the destiny
Fore I am a poet, and if I cannot give,
 I shall refuse to take;
Take away from me everything
which belongs to me
___________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI