Treasure Island

ali chukwuemeka

(03 01 1989 / abeokuta)

Grave, A Home For All


The haves and the have-nots
Live in different houses
Ride different cars
Eat different foods
Put on different clothes
Enjoy different facilities
Engage in different trades
Ply different routs
Have money in different quantities
Enjoy life in different degrees.
One thing they have in common is:
A home
In which they go not at the same time
The architect of which is god
A certainty for all mankind.
Grave! grave! o grave
A solitary place you are
I bet no right minded
Will in you pray to be comforted
The rich, poor, strong and the
Weak, will one day make you their abode.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2013
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