Today, I die,
You cry;
_Yours will come_
Notwithstanding.
Today, I fall,
You laugh;
_Yours is near;_
Without prejudice.
Death,
The most equalled
_Divine Gift;_
Buttered bread...
Virtuous;
Vicious;
*_One day, we'll_*
*_all breath the last._*
*©Ayeyemi Taofeek ASWAGAAWY*
_the toothpick that walks like a man_