The reality of life crows,
It’s echoes filled the belly of the dawn
Never a life lived longer,
Than the chilly rode of death.
Only if men can reason aright,
That every actions are weighed
On the balances, and no time for
Correction at the corridors of death.
Men may pray for the dead,
But no prayer can suffice eternal
retribution,
“It is laid down once for man to die,
And after this, judgement follows”.
Every sinful act is a disaster,
Either to oneself or another fellow,
Your power and position today are
Just privileges,
It is eternally damnable to misuse it.
While wisdom still cries in the early hours,
And caution cares kindly and comely,
Never exhaust the oil of grace in vanity,
“the soul that sinneth shall die”
To the leaders and the led I write,
No passage of blame before eternal Judge,
Sins begotten by sin will be judged,
All will take responsibility at the
pearly gate,
Though life seems tough on this side,
As men eat men as famine tarries longer,
Never will any evil be justified,
Adversity is the only litmus test to
Ascertain the genuity of our faith.
To the good ones, wisdom says carryon,
To the bad ones, wisdom still plead
With caution,
Sooner ours will be a tale of a shadow,
“We will only be remembered by
What we have done.”
ABIOGBA, O.A. @2024.
So true.
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He is Risen!
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