Many centuries have come and gone
Years swept away like the ebb tide
While others keep coming like river ride
Thousand graves exist without bone
Thousand hands will soon dance to the tone
End to heartbeats is not strange
The transience of human life
We welcome with deep relief
Mortality swallows man without range
The situation we accept for years of age
Immortality isn`t the state of being alive forever
Since we are susceptible to human nature
Being our weak side to warmly nurture
It`s the state of living the right way of a quintessential leader
Although I may be gone without acceptability
To human nature I`ll surely be prone
Leaving the wide world to go beyond alone
I shall live long in the mind of to-come-posterity
Although human, I`ll end up with immortality
OLABODE Oladapo Samuel (THE SMILING MAN)
LLB 5
