Generation - Poem by Godspower Oshodin
When though shall this generation past
That it era seems infinite, and due to last.
The unknown place we came, and where we reside
That life on our path is not for us to decide.
Where surely shall we go and part
It’s pummeling me, and heavy in my heart.
Countless of generations going by
Pro genies colorfully coming like the sky
It seems for death it’s a borrowed life
That blushed eyes I’ll look at it with strife.
How then did this journey many came
On the belly of pains it’s the same.
The road, at prelim stage bright to follow
Soonest vague, a journey of sorrow
The beauty of caved earth the almighty has given
But in a short while all will be taken
The future blissful, God say
For paradise we all wait today.
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