Life a transient sojourn for all
Why questing for short-lived materials in lust
For in this world we shall receive a sudden call
And all quests turn to useless dust
Behold the sky and see the working sun
Though harsh upon the skull of erring son
But in it we find the speedy time
Echoing into my hearing your inestimable crime.
You are here for awhile
Why hunting life with absolute strife
Remember the wordings of the holy scripture
Saying your time is short
Like the time of twilight on the brink
That spends little on the surface of the rubble
And dwell the rest inside the heaven eye.
Take this as last warning
Before heaven sends new global warming.
- M.B Oladosu
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