Korede Abiodun

Grand Illusion - Poem by Korede Abiodun

I say it is funny how old people get to live
Also shocking how sharp the short life's knive
It is stunning how beautiful Death is
Terri-fic how life all begins
We sum it all up Ha the lurks
Blood and sweat, rain and drops
We call existence miseries ironies
Living shades, the dark hades
Livelihood essentials oblivion
Domination the great illusion
Let astronomy define the stars
Religions to the yesteryears afterlife
Politics to survival and potlucks
Greens and plants to its nature
Nature hopes for regeneration
Dead buries the deads for condolation
With, without what Will worth
It all ends to naught as it will be with naught.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 24, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 24, 2011

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