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When A Man Die

By Eddie Awusi

When a Man Die

When a man die,
Let him become a star,
Lest, he roams in his void.
His Sapphire soul,
Let it brew ageless fire,
Brightly cliffed and shining,
On the roof of the sky.
Let him burn scythes,
And high volume of larvae,
In his twilight zone.
Though he ceases to live,
Yet, let him exist,
Illuminating the universe,
With agility and gait.






Article © Eddie Awusi. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-11-05
Image(s) are public domain.
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