I THINK ABOUT LIFE
I think about life
The peace and the strife
This miserable life
Depressing like a nagging wife
A deadly game
Not for the lame
Unconditional fame
The only aim
The rule is organised crime
Perpetrated time to time
Violence in its prime
Existence sour like lime
Day after day
The clock ticks away
We move closer to a day
After which no other day
Thinking about life. Source: internet images.
When death comes calling
The soul hearkens running
Life’s candle stops burning
To the Lord the soul is returning
At the time of death
Time for the last breathe
So useless is wealth
So unhelpful is health
On the last day
The soul ready to fly away
Close ones hoping it would stay
But the body must return to the clay
O negligent one
Think of all you’ve done
One day you’ll be gone
Like the bullet from a gun.
© 2015 by DURODOLA Folarin
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Durodola Folarin Quadri. Born on the first of January 1991. I attended the university of Ibadan as a student of Agricultural and Environmental Engineering. Editor-in-Chief of the departmental press organisation. I like books and one of the best I ever read was Living, Loving and Learning by Professor Felice Leonardo Buscaglia. I enjoy sports and computer games. Poetry gives me succour when I write about how I feel. Most times I write based on real situations because they inspire me more than imagination. I’m quiet and sometimes I’m being labelled as shy, while some simply say I’m an introvert.
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