Twenty Seven Age Angel Poem by Earnest Gatuma

Safety is bound to a long boring life span,
Time is preciously limited in every set of sun
Enjoying every daily show despite dilemma,
Trevor Noah growing my sense of humor,
Never stare at a windy opportunity for seize
Hover slime in a star's shoe size
Oh the Yeezy slipped in quite easily? !
Is heaven in Paris?
Or maybe heaven is timely for feeling now,
No blood in the Big Bang but POW!
Standard is purgatory and hell is at least,
Does it count that am attention deficit?
Resonating even when stationary
Seven year corpse's hair is longer and silky,
No guarantee I will die young in wealth,
Exodus from youth to midlife crisis
Will I make it before the Angel of death?
If I prevail to forty I'll curse at Moses