THE UNFAIR BARGAIN
We can’t say no to death,
It’s the only game we don’t bet
Everyone must go
though the grave is not the goal
It’s part of the mission
Though eternity lies the vision
Body rottened
Soul revitalized
Mind forgotten
Heart remembered
On the grave side,
Words are muttered
Songs of immortality
Echoes through the tunnel of eternity
Left on the earth are footprints
Left in our lives, are fingerprints
Sailing to forever
The wild wind is a constant reminder
Thousands of ships we can’t see
Floating on the high sea
Lying in a box less half a home
Compulsory humility to some
Caged from the womb
Still caged down the tomb
The world is a prison to buy and sell
We only trade fairly, then returned to our cell
In turns we exit
In dreams we exist
Laugh to the peak
Cause you’ll be wept for
For it is a curse
To see the beginning of life
And not the end of it
The footsteps we leave,
Are being traced to were we’ll be
It doesn’t matter were we’re laid
For we all have a resting home.
WRITTEN & EDITED
BY
KENNETH OODEE
