ask not where i've  gone

Ask not where I've gone
My hustle is in the streets
Ask not what I've lost
My success is not material objects that can be pointed with fingers
Ask not where my voice has gone
In my silence my thoughts are poetic
Ask not if the fire in my belly has been extinguished
My every breathe is an inferno that eclipse the sun
Ask not if I've lost my path
A man will always find his destiny even in a path he chooses to avoid it
Ask not why I'm dead
A man forever lives on in his legacy
Ask not ions pass and legends fall
Ask not why poets go mute and beautiful songs remain unsung
It is as it was then, it is as it shall be
Everything will come and go
Everyone will come and go
The earth is but dust and all In it
Ask not where I've gone