Ooh! Ageless trickster!
Commander-in-chief of the world council of sorrow
What's the gain in shooting your affliction arrow from the sorrowful bow?
Why is your visit to every next spot victorious to the soil?
What's the fault of Eve's children that you give shelter under crumbling walls?
Why do some sleep not to wake and others wake not to sleep?
Listen to our deafen cry for our unanswerable questions need answers.
You watch and mock tremendously every of His Creation's advancements
From blood to foetus to newborn and a promising birth
You scoff and yawn enviously at Adam's descendants
From the plans to the struggle we go through and the joy shared in success
You wink and yell deceitfully at man's promises to loved ones
From growing together to building one another to marriage proposal and nothing do us part
Yet your awaited daily return is the various calamities of mothers stripped of their clothes and children's shelters snatched
What an ambiguity! Growing up or growing close to the land of no return.
To those death will make me their superior
When my eyes no longer see the sun set
When these joints become rebellious to my commands
And I could only make abode in the darkest room
Home of every sojourners in the market; rich or wrenched
Filled with snakes and scorpions but also light
Based on the deeds of man
All I crave for is seeking my forgiveness for the time I hurt you and praying for blessings for the time I made you smile
This is my reminder of when I shall be below six feet; a place known yet so unknown...
Dedicated to a friend i wish i knew more.
#folarin's unspoken words.
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