When the smell of death plunder you,
You remember not your brothers,

 

You jump to your feet and run
With your sole touching the back of your head

Pushing everyone away from your path,
Just to take your head to safety

 

Then you ponder,
What next?

[a personal experience]

property of Myvoice [https://itolk.wordpress.com/2016/11/27/death/]

Published by Akintola Akindele