Life After Death

A Brother Say He Owns The area
But Me A Visitor
And As Such I Have No Voice Even When He Hurts Me
In Anger He Think I Am Living Here Today Just By His Mercies
He Forget That
Take Away This Breathe
You Give A Brother Freedom
It Will Be A Great Honour And Priviledge To Loss Breathe In The Hands Of A Brother
Atleast It Is Better Than My People Been Killed And Chased From Their Homes
By The Fulani Herders
Only Fear Of Death After Dying
God Bless The Dead...