Prepare For Death
Living like a plant
Deep in the wetland
Fresh and pleasant,
The air magnificent
My friend , knowing not the season
Learnt no lesson,
How time changes
How plants hold branches
Life be like a branch
The leaves to the branch
Held by a stem
Then feels it warm
Strong wind blown
The trees fall down
That is how life ends
One day your life ends
Prepare for death ,
Before it is late
Death has no plans
It only pains
Francis Omariba
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