"In These Days, We Prayed"
19/04/2019
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On this journey, we call life,
We are all survivers.
Striving daily,
Hoping for another life.
But time,
And the time cometh for us also to die.
When you pass away
What will you be remembered for?
Of stakes, in deeds
Of love or hate
Of either good or evil
When you do pass away,
What will you be remembered for?
Dirges at funeral sites
One moment of silence observed,
Then, altogether We forget the dead,
To truly die.
As memories
Are blisters on a sore throat.
And Dreams,
Nightmares when a sisters body bloat.
We will all die
Later or Sooner,
We never really know when or how.
Yes! We are but men.
So when you do pass away
What will you be remembered for ?
Pa Shakespeare (GHOPS) X Pa Brait
Categories:
brait, age, birth, books, death,
Form: Didactic
How To Become Fireflies
For a man to live
He must first be born.
For a man to be called
He must first speak in tongues.
For a man to believe
He must first see not hear.
For the lost of a mother
Leaves a child in a state of eternal grief.
For a man to pen writes
He must first learn to lie.
For gods do not laugh or smile
When humans offer their head as sacrifice.
For a man to learn the ways of the ancestors
He must first learn to die.
For the living have no business with the dead
Whose fate is neither known nor stated.
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For a man to be a firefly
He must first learn to give up his life.
How? He must learn to fly without wings.
For to be a firefly is to be;
The soft voice liberating stranded souls in Aba.
*[ Prologue, Cleanse The Home ]*
_As Written By:_
*Godwin Henry Osaigbovo Pa Shakespeare et Obosa Brait*
SPEARE POETRY
Categories:
brait, adventure, africa, allusion, art,
Form: Didactic