The Way I Would Like to Die: The Erotic Version of a Legendary African Poem

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Growing up as a teenager I was a voracious reader. I read books upon books and would always be found in my School library when the other children were playing around. The visionless librarian, a lot of times, had to send me away. It was at the library I came across the legendary poem by Ghanaian doctor Dr. Raphael Ernest Grail Armattoe called 'The Way I Would Like to Die'.

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REG Armattoe (1913-1953) was a doctor, author, poet and politician and was a 1949 nobel prize nominee in the Medicine and Physiology Section. His poem 'The Way I Would Like to Die' is his most famous poem, mostly famous among the older African generation who grew up and consumed literature in the 20th century.

I remember falling in love with this poem and being fascinated by the fact that this man's desire was to die young in a plane crash. I admired the plane crash idea because it sounded like one of the least painful deaths out there, but I did not appreciate the fact that he wanted to die young.

While watching one of everybody's favourite series Game of Thrones, one of everybody's favourite character Tyrion Lannister the dwarf said, when asked how he would like to die:

In my own bed, at the age of 80, with a belly full of wine and a girl's mouth around my cock.

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When I heard this shit, I was like 'damn! If this man didn't take the words right off my mouth!' That is the exact way and age I'll like to die too, WTF? But hol' up, though, I'll add a little modifications and specifications, if you don't mind: I'd like to perish from excessive sexual pleasure in an orgy, at the age of 80, drunk on wine and sweet alcohol and cloud 9 high on great weed, with me being the only male in the orgy having it with anything between 6 and a thousand different girls/women.

So based on this wish of mine, and based on the fact that I am a creative who have written a lot of dirty poems, I have taken the liberty to pick up REG Armattoe's poem and made my own version of it reflecting my wishes and heart desires. Read and enjoy. His original words come in the quotes and mine follows right after in the italicized text.

The Way I Would Like to Die


This is the way I’d like to go,
If you must know.
I would like to go while still young,
While the dew is wet on the grass;

This is the way I'll like to go,
If you must know.
I would like to go when long old,
While the dew the grass begins to yearn for again;

To perish in a great air crash,
With a silver ‘plane burning bright
Like a flashing star in the night;
While the huge wreckage all ablaze,
Shines brightly for my last embrace
I’d like to see the flames consume
Each nerve and bone and hair and nail,
Till of dust naught but ash remains.
Or as stone, swiftly sink unseen.

To perish in a great orgy,
With a golden non-marital harem bustling
Like a shooting star in the night;
While the huge glutes and mammaries
Jiggles sprightly for my last embrace
I'd like to see the pleasure subsume
Each nerve and bone and hair and nail,
Till of my quakes naught but dead calm remains.
Or as stone, at rest unperturbed.

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But if I should hear someone wail,
Because dust has gone back to dust,
Mad with fury, I shall return
To smite the poor wretch on the head.
So, let me go when I am young,
And the dew is still on the fern,
With a silver ‘plane burning bright,
Like a flashing star in the night.

But if I should hear someone wail,
Because dust has gone back to dust,
Mad with fury, I shall return
To smite the poor wretch on the crotch.
So, let me go when I am olden,
And the dew the fern now yearns,
With a golden harem bustling sprightly,
Like a burning star in the night.

Mother, do not grieve when I’m gone!
This is my wish, I’d have it so.
This mere burden of flesh was I,
Whom you loved and tended dearly
But you, my love, where’er you be,
Remember these warm lips of mine
That poured their youthful passion out,
These wide eyes that mirrored my soul
And beheld wonders in your eyes;
This mind that godlike stood alone,
The head that lay in your gentle lap,
The very hand that held this pen,
The heart that daring reached the heights,
The all of me that gave you joy,
Cleansed now of all impurities
By the red all-devouring flames,
Will though dust, remain, believe me,
Part of th’eternal Mind of God.

Mother, I bet you'd be yourself gone by then!
My wish or not, it'd be surely so.
This mere burden of flesh I was,
Whom you loved and tendered deathly
But you, my lovers, where'er y'all 'd be,
Remember this warm shaft of mine
That poured their youthful passion out,
This supple tongue that reaped off your soul
And evoked wonder from your eyes;
This cock that godlike stood alone,
The head that I administered down south
The very hand that squeezed those bazooms
The fingers that titillated those clits
The all of me that gave you pleasure.
Purged now of all impurities
By the last orgasmic tremble,
Will though dust, remain, believe me,
Part of th'eternal mind of evolution.

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So that's it, folks! Thanks for riding along. What do you think about my wishes 😂? And what do you think about my poetry? How would you yourself like to die?

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Hehe.. I'm just imagining how the ladies would feel when you die on them .. like what?

Amazing poetry btw..


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Hahahahaha😆 Bust my braiiinnn!💥 Dayyyyyyyum!! Bro, This is another fire shit right here meennnnn..... I could literary feel the heat! What a very lovely and sweet way to die, Hands full of weed and drinks and some pretty fat bitches glocked around. I'm proud of you, Bro. You 'bout that life, Bro.


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Dude😂😄😂😂😜👌. Are you for real? Do you have plans of marriage, kids? 😁😜. Thanks for sexualizing such beautiful poetry, I hope you didn't masturbate while writing it, lol 😜. Be careful at old age, don't get your fragile body smashed by big sexy asses and boobs. 😄😁. Keep it coming, POB Playboy 😜. I wish we had !VIAGRA token instead of !PIZZA


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Hahahahaha 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I don't have plans for marriage and kids, I think life is too short for burdens like those. I might change my mind later, though, but I doubt, I think there's only a one percent chance I'd change my mind.

Nope, Lol, I didn't masturbate. I'm trying to live healthy and stuff so I'll never need !VIAGRA.

Thanks a lot for this comment and yo! I like that name POB playboy, all I need now is a lot of money to be a real Playboy 🐰😂😂


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I don't have plans for marriage and kids

So, You are A Playboy😊, all the best friend. Its your life choose best for you, no regrets later.
I used to think like that in early 20s, just wait till you meet the perfect girl then you will know. Anyways keep enjoying and spread such exotic humour around. 😊👍


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So, You are A Playboy😊

He sure is and never wants to stop anytime soon 😂.

just wait till you meet the perfect girl then you will know

She'll be the one to swoop him off his feet and take him to her diamond castle 😂. Just kidding.


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Hahahahaha! I must say you're really creative and those books you've been reading has really gotten into your head😂. Jeez how can a man wish to die in btw women?? Haha! This guy is crazy 😅. Nice poem though keep doing what you love.


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LOL. Its not just dying between women, it is having a lot of pleasure even at the twilight of one's life and dying from the excessive pleasure when it is the right time to die: 80 years old and above. Thanks, though. No other way to live apart from the crazy way (la vida loca😂).

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Hehehe. I get the picture

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I have a similar dream, and it's being realized in it's own time. 🙏

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Let's toast that, man. 🍻
Would have liked you to be more specific, though. Having a great load of pleasure like that should be a regular stuff, dying from it is the only one-off stuff and that should be by age 80 or something.

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Yes! Toast to that! 🍻

Well, I've long dreamed of being the leader of a triad (made of myself and two beautiful women) who show the world a new style of long-term relationship. I've gotten pretty close, but there's an order to these things. :)

I agree it should be regular stuff. (And I also believe in unlimited, infinite youth, humanity just ain't quite there yet.) 🙏

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