Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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TRY TO REMEMBER THE SIX FEET
THE SIX FEET: BY OTAIBAYOMI S.O
Oh six feet, an eternity
A place where dark sun appear
Place where mans go, never aback
A land, perhaps home for both rich and poor
Six feet, home for old and young.
No man can tell the horrors and beauty
A home which men like not to associate with.
Certainly every man ought to go
If the axe is to fall,
If the respond could be accurate
Who would be the victim of home of no return?
Victim of the un-escapable home of no return
No being would like to be
But, human life is like a fashion puppet pulled by their gods
Oh six feet where is your horror?
Oh six feet where is your undying spirit at
Accept these little gifts of mine, for me
And my loved ones
Oh six feet accept these sacrifices of mine.
Just to serve as a sacrifice for the replacement of soul, like the sun rises in the morning and go to sleep in the late day
The moons go to her bed early morning
The six feet is a debt, the six feet is a home of necessity for every being.
At the end of this hopeless earth
I had a hunch that there is onyx
Hallway for all deceased
All have to go, why?
Because our days are being counted
The night are getting darker irrespective of status
So vanity upon vanity, the earth is a market
Vanity upon vanity all is vanity
The earth is full of vanity and uncertainty
But the home and his onyx hallway are full of everlasting joy.
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