One day, 

Life will leave.

The theif of the last breath, It will steal.

There will be no air left to breathe. 

The vessel will be emptied.

It may be a celebration. 

Fame beyond the sea.

Beauty that was undeniable.

Life spoken for eternity.

Maybe, 
when death comes, the angels will rejoice.

Here comes the reason behind the joyfull noises.

Welcoming life, into the bossom of peace.

Maybe,
Life was spent wisely.

No regrets. No remorse. 

Just feelings of fulfillment. 

Purpose that wasn’t buried. But, found. 

A journey not wasted.

Life is short. Live well. Live with a purpose. Do what is right. Find your calling. You don’t know what the future is and where it will take you.

Written by Grace balogun

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