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Life
Life is a mystery, ceteris paribus
A horse swift in it's gait, yet slow in pace
It's cradle lies within the depths of voidness
It's muse is beyond human thinking, akin to kutta joukowski's theorem
From life's first cry to unending life
I had lived, died and now live for a deity
This life isn't formed in the belly of nature
It's beauty is seen in the voice of one
Your deeds now will tell when you leave
The lives you impacted, the ones you dislodged;
Seasons after seasons, men will eulogize your deeds; heroically or otherwise
Nights after Nights, the earth will utter your works; in the mouth of babes, in the lips of elders
© Daniel Ezeokeke
A horse swift in it's gait, yet slow in pace
It's cradle lies within the depths of voidness
It's muse is beyond human thinking, akin to kutta joukowski's theorem
From life's first cry to unending life
I had lived, died and now live for a deity
This life isn't formed in the belly of nature
It's beauty is seen in the voice of one
Your deeds now will tell when you leave
The lives you impacted, the ones you dislodged;
Seasons after seasons, men will eulogize your deeds; heroically or otherwise
Nights after Nights, the earth will utter your works; in the mouth of babes, in the lips of elders
© Daniel Ezeokeke
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