Poem: BETHINK FRIEND By Ajibade Abdullahi

Dear friend,
Lives not like there is no tomorrow
For life is not a bed of roses
That it exists not forever

Forget not,
That the invisible monk holds no mock
Even if heart is rock
Its widely open for its knock

Remember,
That riches is nothing but temptation
That has no power to fight
The invisible monk in his plight

The invisible monk
In his temple, sits majestically
On the pillar that holds heart of a living soul

He,on the street of the dead ,walks down the road of the soul without notification of his visit
And takes away his belongings

The livings die everyday
The dead never wake
Bury not your remembrance
Death respects no living

*AJIBADE ABDULLAH*
*Iam-Pentalk*

*Born to tell the untold*

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