HEART THROES

Why should my heart shriek or burn
For what I would give in return?

If my soul has breathed in and out
Then Death shall heal my niggles of doubt

I live, eat and rejoice
And do things of my brightest choice

Then, shall I not to the Nature give
Part of what I gained when I live?

I toil earth and extend my boundary
Castles are built to form a tower foundry

On this ground I walk today
Underneath shall my body tomorrow lay

It’s said:”every soul has its given date
Be it years, ne’er too soon nor late

My skin, a fragment of clay and dust
Shall decay despite my envies and lust

Written by:Cypher Muhammad
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

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