I fell off the hive tree to nourishe the soil
My absence speaks only to blockchainpoets
Life is a dream only when you wake up to reality
Am left with nothing but an air in my lungs
I will write my emotions to heart of the moon
Read the stars and you will see scars of my life
My presence is missing like am absent
I was in a pool of love down the blue sea
Drown to death to have new life
Now am back like 'Into The Badlands
When am gone don't mourn the living
Take a coffee beside my coffin
Write a poem with a hive pen
Life is a system
I will be recycled to heaven
Seated above and watching abroads cities
Nigeria fallen hero slept without a pillow
Death smokes out life but life continue
