I WILL DIE SOON

I WILL DIE SOON

He is a sickle cell
Whose ability is locked up in the cell
And has nothing to sell
Yet I believe it is well

Please think not of hell
I know you have a date
A date to visit the grave
Where dust will be for dust

My voice like a scaring hover
Praying for your deliverance
Don't blame it on them
It was birthed out of ignorance
I am sorry ignorance birthed the disease
Your pains is their thinking cap
Yet they can't help the healing
Don't think of suicide
Already you are with a suicide
Soon it's children will strike again
And then, your pains are noted

You are truly flexible
Not as fragile as Nylon
But your agility truly marries fragility
My ink flows in pain
But not writing in vain
Cos I tame you in frame
Why do you think of your pain?

He has bored your pains on the cross
Now He is ready for your bail
Embrace Him and trade away your pain
He will restore you gain
And your healing is ascertain in Jesus Christ 

Abiola OlaOluwa
Poet & Author

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