DEATH by Ololade Akinlabi

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We need not to write your
stories in pen cause in your
hands lie the ink to terminate life
No one sees the end of your story
Who dares to?

The invisible visible spirit
Farther-nearer to the breathing being
The supreme god of impromptu
Powerful than a nap
Giving eyes an eternal dictatorial order
to be shut…

Who fear you?
Who doesn’t dread you?
Can’t submerge you
Have no mercy for pleads
Hear no pleads from peace.

What is the wailing for?
You have shut eyes again…
The unavoidable termination to breaths.

DEATH by Ololade Akinlabi

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