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You are also a passerby 

Even such is time that flies away with hopes of
Being mortal. Even to say you are a millionaire
The minute to call goodbye is indeed inevitably 
Crafted and awaits for man is known to get weary 

Having huge amounts in bank transcripts don’t 
Assure mortality rather Earth was here when man
Descend and will remain for generations to come
But brethren bare it in mind that dust to dust is...

Sister call your self what you may and be content 
Beauty to brag about but denote Britain once had
A queen and her legacy well known to date not that
She is no more, the elapsing day is motion towards 

Brother get fat like the baobab, eat meals of the
Kings table but bare it in mind that even the baobab 
Drops the earth to sneeze, She puff of the dust storm 
Dust to dust too, termites awaits for your juicy flesh.

Be it your are the President today, the Queen mother
Landlady or a poor tom bare it in minds that eschatology 
Knows not any discrimination boundaries, it claims all 
Despite how famous  your second name be, Deathbed 

So fathers, mothers, grandma and grandpa let us seek
First his kingdom and pay tribute in respect of him
I mean no one else other than the Almighty for he came
That you and I be delivered off our sin and be purified 

The day is never known. But it’s coming to claim a soul
Off the body and flesh to fulfil the means of eschatology
Fear not for he readily  died a thousands death for your 
Soul to find peace... Just make an initiative and seek him.

Robert Musiiwa Mharadze

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