Those who know death know it doesn't kill.
The thing that kills is greater than us all,
This thing's power flows from within our minds,
Just like bile and spreads until it envelopes us,
It's essence is to somehow find its way into our existence.
Nobody speaks of how it kills,
Or how destructive it is because we are always blindsided by it's beauty,
As though beauty ever overshadows darkness.
The thing that kills is in you,
In us all,
And we live everyday,
Fighting to kill it first.
I'm trying my hands on short poetry 🙈. I have decided to take risks here.
Till next time,
Your Chief.
I really like how you still leave it to us to figure out what it is.
ReplyDeleteThank you Feyi❤️
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ReplyDeleteYou left us wanting more ��
Thank you Ago❤️
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