Balse Believe
Write thy tragedy, in so
many ways a promo to
eulogy...
Read the prophecy,death
from life every flesh destiny....
Command in many
authority,read over and over
the pains that keeps many
heart beeping,the stains that
keeps countless heart
sobbing,the reason behind
every beauty turn ugly...
In so many wayz we search
for life....
By so many wayz we die by
so many style.....
A man is concluded in his
coffin after so many race
without a phrase of better
time....
In as much as everyheart will
be call upon from the land
BEYOND of the BEYONE to a
place of every religion belief
to face the panel and rife....
A good reason to live,,,a fine
reason to die....
A precious time to cry,to
mourn with a couple of
spoonful salad and
friedrice,while the celebrated
is fated-ill and hell
sure...everyone will say in
their belief"GLORIOUS HOME
CALL"while the celebrant
knows his secretdeed while
on the roll call,,,celebration
goes on and on on spherical
planet,different gorgeous
dresses,with different mout
meat,fish and dishes
pinging,,only fews will
remember the
word"EMPATHY"while friends
and families party-ing.....
The pain is nothing being an
ambassador to poverty while
on earth and being denied of
the behind being good
religeous belief" PARADISE"
Hell awaiting,death is happy
Copyright © Kayzen Daramola | Year Posted 2012
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