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Wednesday, 9 May 2018
What Life Stole from me by Friday Godwin Promise
What Life Stole from me
- - FGP
Life never shows you the secret of tomorrow
Too sudden does it dawn on me that I could
Lose those dear to me the next day
Would that I could time-travel
I would go into future and change its setting
But do I have the magic wand?
I am afraid not
I am just a poor boy whom life never tires to steal from.
What steals from me and render me speechless
I chose to write out my pain since my voice is gone
I was thinking of you when news of your death filtered into my ears
I beg to think it was a dream but reality stood naked before my very eyes!
Your departure broke an already fragile heart
Which is already too frail to know more grief.
I still find it disbelieving that you left with a goodbye
Even if for a second, perhaps I could have held the memory
Of that one single second with me forever.
Life has broken my heart in pieces
Sorrow and pain envelop my heart
I doubt if I shall ever stop feeling this pain
For I cannot stop thinking about you
It still hurts that I was not by your side
At a time when you needed me the most
Perhaps I was selfish, and now that life stole you from me
I regret the moments that we could have had
Which never came to be.
I feel pained by your demise
But who am I to question the Divine one?
Who I am but another mortal
Who would sooner or later eat the food of death?
Hence, au revoir friend!
We shall meet again in eternity!
Dedicated to a dear friend who left to join the Lord on February 28, 2018.
© Friday Godwin Promise (FGP)
Death is Inevitable by Friday Godwin Promise
Death is Inevitable
--FGP
My greatest sorrow in this world
Is my greatest fear
I fear that which will certainly come seeking you
When the time is due
We all panic for we know not when it will come.
It is a visitor you never want to see
It comes uninvited and unexpected
That name "Death" has been my fear!
It comes to steal your beloveds
Then it comes seeking you
Many a time have I reflected on the question of death
Why do we live only to die?
Where do dead people go?
Yet have I failed to find answers.
Death will come for us when it wills
For it is inevitable, even for the powerful and strong
Yet do I invest hope in divinity
Hoping to see the demise of death on divine command
So man can live eternally.
© Friday Godwin Promise
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