The death
Death comes to us all Old and young Sick and healthy Ugly and beautiful An angry beast That Unleashes savagery A phenomenal Thunder that rumbles Momentarily A cane that beats sadly without touching its victim A knife that stabs with agony A tremendous music that human listens to In dismay A few of rotten apples that gave a bad name To the barrell Death comes to us all either young or old Death is inevitable, Either good or bad Powerful or weak The gream reaper awaits us all. Aluko saad ✍️
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