Life is a journey of mysteries.
Journey of sperms to life
Onces we’re happy as kids because our needs were provided.
When we grew old we wished we’re kids again.
Our struggles, education, socialiazation, achievements, careers and fraternazation is only but to leave imprint in the sand of time and legacies for generation yet unborn.
I have loved, I have hated, fought open and secret wars, inherited enemies from political allies, sojourn through life travails, felt the pains of losing love ones and daily, I fight my secret battles.
Someday I will breathe my last.
I will die and will cease to exist.
My loved ones will cry over my corpse.
I will be put six feet’s for the ants and termites to feast on my flesh.
All that I struggle for will surmount to vanity.
I’ll leave behind my enemies to Merry over my demise.
My friends in shock that I gave no signs.
What is paramount is no one will live forever
Once my breathe is out, what my body suffers is meaningless cos I’ll be gone forever.
What is in this life?
Why destroy life’s to acquire Vanity?
Why serve man and despise God?
Why afraid of he who destroys the flesh?
Where will you be in the life After?
We came with nothing and as dust we’ll return.