Molten Magma
There is nothing after no more
And no more after nothing
When a rock get crushed
When a mountain turns powder
When a bone is broken
When the baoba is fell
When monument burn to ashes
When the land rupture
Giving way to fiery fury
And chaotic chasm,
Then there is nothing after no more,
And no more after nothing
When the beginning takes off from the end
And the end from the beginning
And a poor soul at the receiving end of their tyranny,
Then there is nothing after no more,
And no more after nothing
When a poor soul had been poured
like a drink offering,
He becomes the cup and the drink,
He is a product of time immemorial and
disruptive transformation,
He becomes the fire and the ice,
The wind and the whirlwind,
He becomes the roaring thunder
And the thunder roaring
Argh,he becomes the molten magma,
Threatening the foundation of the cosmos
*Fell (transitive; to strike down,kill or destroy)
© Adeoye Favour I.
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Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 6:15 PM UTC
Molten Magma
There is nothing after no more
And no more after nothing
When a rock get crushed
When a mountain turns powder
When a bone is broken
When the baoba is fell
When monument burn to ashes
When the land rupture
Giving way to fiery fury
And chaotic chasm,
Then there is nothing after no more,
And no more after nothing
When the beginning takes off from the end
And the end from the beginning
And a poor soul at the receiving end of their tyranny,
Then there is nothing after no more,
And no more after nothing
When a poor soul had been poured
like a drink offering,
He becomes the cup and the drink,
He is a product of time immemorial and
disruptive transformation,
He becomes the fire and the ice,
The wind and the whirlwind,
He becomes the roaring thunder
And the thunder roaring
Argh,he becomes the molten magma,
Threatening the foundation of the cosmos
*Fell (transitive; to strike down,kill or destroy)
© Adeoye Favour I.
@Favwrites
@Favcreatives
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