Like a hell hound
It follows us
Searching everywhere until we are found
Like a shadow to an object we are bound
For a moment,
We can hide in the dark
But at dawn
When the lights are on
The duck takes to the water
And we are found
It would be dangerous to run
And trying to is a fatuous pun
Everything
before time begun was already set in stone
Dread it
Hide from it
Death will always find us
So, when death smiles at us
At the end
The only thing you can do is smile back
And embrace it like an old friend
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Author:
Frank Moses Phiri (
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Comments1
profound! 'in my humble opinion'
(indeed, acceptance is key to us
not wasting Time, needlessly
in life..)
thanks for sharing
you are welcome, really apreciate your comment ☺
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