Varnity Poem by kemurl fofanah

Varnity



Why taking that fancy pose
When death will soon lock your story
Why wearing that gleatring rose
Instead of a stained glory
Soul be gentle with your deeds
This bowl is swiftly passing
Try to share your needs
Before the end start knocking

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