We all await to be served on our table
What a debt
Takes nothing but to cease our breath
Its occurrence never leaves a smile
Settles tears in our eyes that will last for a while
Unexpectedly takes our loved
Refuses to take everybody at once
Takes our souls in turns.
So there will be a moment without me?
A moment where some will cry for me
An awkward moment I pray I never to see
But its certain it’s a day I will never see
What a debt we all have to pay
So no one has forever come to stay
Written by: Elijah Anthony Nwali
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.