Treasure Island

ali chukwuemeka

(03 01 1989 / abeokuta)

Death, For Everyone


Adam and eve eat an abomination
It's repercussion lingers for generation.
We all become deptors
Through our expenses on sin

Mr death is our number one creditor
Every living creature is a deptor
Whenever he comes asking for his pay
No powerful power can overcome his power

His stings was described as painful
Making the most joyous man sorrowful
Operating through a forever state of silence
Who shall save us from these mr powerful?

We all run for him
We all shall one day bow for him
Alas! a superior power came and conquered him
Those who believe are now free from him

Submitted: Monday, February 11, 2013
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