Obituary - Poem by Tosin Abegunde
Here I go swiftly,
On this journey of no return
Better journey with me on time
For it may be too late to join later.
I pity s/he that conducts in vain:
Filling the truck but to their doom.
I care less for this materials here
For I set standard up above there
In this death I shall not resurrect,
For eternal perfection is its joy.
Joy, joy numerous shall my joy be
Making this eventful decision
The master, defines here as vainity
So, I'll deny this flesh immorality!
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