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°THE INEVITABLE IN LIFE°

THE INEVITABLE IN LIFE


•Death itself is a Beautiful Thing

To lie on the Soft Ground Earth

As the Grass waivers over Mine Tent!!

This my Friend; I welcome one day!

•The complexed intricacies of the Society/ Life has rendered the general lot of youths as a problem to others.

But the Society wouldn't condone our wrong doings

Asking us to do better Even in Pain.

....A story that has challenged every writer; written in time, published in every language.


•Daddy Promised us more to the Eyes than the Ear heard

 Year after Year he Made Monsters out of Us.

This dear listener; has been our situation.

Spear headed by our in-absentia, Intolerant Men of the Agbada Regime.


•Necessity has come at a Cost; a Cost too Unwilling and Unbearable.

The one question remains; Will we ever snap out of that "You got what you deserved" Mentality??

The Struggle Continues; Bravos to those who Last.


•The Lead Aluta; a Flag that's greener?

 They don't know the young child raised upon a hill.

 They come with no Mistake; and we cheer them with no misdeeds done here.

 Trying and Dying to Make the Light of the day...Do you see the Pain??

 

 •Survival here has no Educational Background nor Long Discussions.

 Years of our own Blood and Sweat; all Wasted 

 Here's to the Bitter, Sweet Humans who shed this So Romantically, Viciously Silent!!


 •Aha; there goes someone

 Criticising, cautioning, whipping and alas!

 Our Very Distinguished Blue Colony

 Is There anything for us or drop something.


The anthem by 10pm.

•Business begins again on a Sunny Monday Morning

The Leading ARP party has just been formed

 Faced the EFCC, charges dropped and the crooked Leader throws his hat in

Presidential-ARP Begins....

And so Death Creeps in; This your sure to welcome Some day.


•••BY TEE' OTO-OBONG•••




Contact him for any kind of letters, poems, short stories etc.

WHATSAPP: +234 701 417 5419

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