The Call

Last man must make the call
as we move to our endless sleep
and journey to the land fill with soundless beat
nor move our beautiful feet
or dance to our rhythmic sambas

Last man must make the call
the life we made fulfilled
and the life we made wick
the fight we won
and the battle we lost

Last man must make the call
the change we made
and the future we build
desires we Fail to accomplish
or the success we made achieve


Last man must make the call
the seconds of birth and death
minutes of temptations and judgment
hours of distortion and tribulations
years of pains and regret


Last man must make the call
the balance and unbalance path, we take
how unprepared invitation took us
how we live the life of human
to desire all humanity wants


Last man must make the call
what story should be told
how our past will be remembered
what letter will be written on our tomb
Last man must make the call.

Afe Tosin Shola
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/05/2019

Poet's note: this poem is about your history after death, the impart you have contributed to world. what will people say about you after you are gone.
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