A Death Road Is Not The End Poem by Selematsela Abel

A death road should never be forgotten at all
A road of vision of the dark side only
A road where hell is visualized by deadly sound.
The sound that makes a heart to pump speedily to death
In mind were the thoughts of paradise disappear and the thoughts of death appear
In mind the part of life will be non-existent; regrets will be the only ones to exist

Where the only sound must be your own Footsteps
Where the heart beat goes together with a wish to see tomorrow
A place where ideas get to vanish in to thin air
A place where everything is seen in black and white
A place where no one wants to find him/herself on
Where sinners are seen as the creators but even they are seen to be walking on it.

The pains sucked on that road seem only to bring sadness to every walker on it.
Where every living creature gets a chance to see its heart beating in pains
Where one must choose whether to live or die, as some returns and some don’t.
Where one gets to see those who love and those who do not love.
A place where the dominant words are found to be, I should have, I will never, if I knew.
A road that teaches a heathen to pray to one god for messy

A road were you get a chance to hear footsteps of death behind you
Every effort taken is groundwork to a positive fruitful lifespan
Where there are no problems indeed there is no progress
All the scurry visions on the road build you for tomorrow
All the problems you meet in life you should discourse them meaningfully for your success
Every mistake made prevents a massive catastrophe to occur ahead.