Last Day Poem by ademola oluwabusayo

LAST  DAY

behold he come with cloud

every eyes shall see him

earth shall wail becos of him

last day

all involve in one armpit

every human being

you could listen to the voice

cry here and there

last day

when the honest make straigh arrow

no wicked we rise from ashes

they belong to that hut

the last day

warroir move to and fro

backup the wrong tree for your action

you make yourlife barel of laugh

you could remember

the last day

no one in terms of tribulation

you dance to the musci you play

you could heard the great voice of truimpet

prolong the agony

you could suffer for yourseif

know proof to fight

know pros and cons

you could be under protest

you decide with your faith

the last day