Reality
Our lives, though mere specks of dust
Deteriorate the world every incarnation
Blessing the end from the beginning
With nothing but a planetary devastation
Water, Earth and Air;
Elements of peaceful Eden,
Composers of our existence.
Yet, fire only, we spew
King madises of destruction,
A blessing from the creator
A curse to the universe.
That's the reality of who we are
Copyright © Joshua Popoola | Year Posted 2019
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