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Death

With your passion, We displeased, In your loudly smile, We close our eyes, That cut off the expectation. Sadly we exclaim; Aren't thee our foe, adversary? Never! Vicious has gone, so virtuous, And mighty you've erased Away for the surface. Like a thief you came, Perfectly silent panther and hyena, And saved the hegemonic world. Without you, World treasures shall belong to Ceasers, With you, All is meaningless, Whilst nothingness f'ver nothing. You've given us a life to live, And right to embrace goodness. Now I plead, Hence, whence would you come? Pleading for my obscured home, Whence my ancestors live. Come! Come quick, But not now, I pray, Let me old and figity .

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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