DEATH IS A FRIEND

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DEATH IS A FRIEND

Not only life has its glitters
Yes, it's beautiful but still it withers
Life is waking reality of a wanderer
Life is the day and night and all its wonders
From the beautiful mountains to the still waters.

Life is an art
Life is a rich prince living in a castle called earth
Life is you and me, made from dirt
But life goes on.
It leaves you done
Life disappears when you least expect
Then, it introduces its brother called DEATH.

DEATH is peaceful like a loving breath of God
Death is calm like the setting of the sun
Death isn't a prince nor a soldier without a gun
Death is the key that reckons a great beyond.

Life leaves, Death doesn't
Life ends, Death tends
Tends to hold you for the next eternity
Tends to nurture without the body but just the humanity.
Tends to keep you in the warm comfort of its soul
Tends to hug you to himself in the deepest, darkest hole.

Death is a stopwatch for life.
Death belongs to everyone,
Sons, daughter, husband or wife
Death is a blue symphony of blues
It's voice determines the turn of whose

Death is for everyone, everything
Death is blessed with its generosity
Death isn't partial, it is just
But life has filled each hearts with lust
Death is a soothing rain of a phrase called "the-end"
Death is never a foe but a friend...

Okunola Zainab O.
GreyGray

death like solace

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