Sunday, 2 December 2012

A WALKING SHADOW


To surpass it, just in dream
Big gun tried before he left
But just a dream
Everyone wishes to do the same
But a dream of phantasm
They departed without any takeaway
It is a pity.

With their money-making machine
They have passed away
Where is Pharaoh
Where are the treasures?
The greatest duke of Egypt
Has been swallowed
Is it not an admonition for us?
Their deeds ever exist.
A walking shadow; portrait of emptiness
Why running after ruin?

                                                     - M.B Oladosu

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