Your Turn Poem by adeniran oluokun

Your Turn



Ashes to ashes dust 2 dust,
Ur life is a thing u cant trust,
Living my life isn’t a price or a cost,
Meaning making it in life isn’t a must,
Hurting ur leg in a race doesn’t mean u have lost,
Hours to hours days 2 days,
That’s what the fierce creature says,
And 1 day its what u have to face,
That’s why we should live life by whatever bed of roses or thorns of bushes it lays,
Days to days weeks to weeks,
D days draw near as the clock ticks,
The sorrows and the pains of ur loved ones is all its seeks,
And that’s 1 of the few things in life that can never be fixed,
Weeks to months months 2 years,
Ask ur self who really cares?
Becos when u are gone all they will do is be in tears,
When will it be my turn? That’s their greatest fears,

Thursday, December 17, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes,hurting
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