Proud you must be
Bringer of so much pain
In your twisted face, disaster breeds
Infirmities are released
O ye, you unwanted guest
Preying at the hearts of the innocent
Endless tears Mark your footprints
Wrinkled and broken are the hearts you ensnare
Definitely you'd visit but not at the beginning of time
Cold are the hands that behold you
Ash are the lips you smother with kisses
O you enemy of mankind
Lover of the soil
Of the rots and decay of the deceased
Death be not proud
Leave no legacy till we get to meet no more
©vida_ogbonna
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| Written By: Miss Ogbonna |
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