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IKUFORIJI

 (Death Forgave Him)


The story of a man who killed himself,

Because he saw the flames of hell on earth;

In pain and so badly hurt,

He decided to end it there.


The wise will learn,

But fools will die:

Pain ends,

Do well to remember.


No matter how bad in life you have it,

No matter how bad you want to die,

Don't even think to try it,

Never try to take your life.


You were created without your consent,

You were born without your knowledge,

Do you think it was all nonsense?

How dare you leave your Sunset?


He took his life and went to heaven,

But in heaven was sent to hell—

How dare you take your life?

Now, pay the price of your acts!


Thus, he broke down and cried,

O! I don't want to die!

His choice, he regretted,

Alas, Heaven relented..


Now, he was again asked in the afterlife:

Decide again for your life—

Down to hell or your former life?

And he was restored back to life.


For he regretted the choice of his acts,

And Death forgave him of the price..

Do well to remember,

Your choice may not be kind..


The wise will learn,

But fools will die:

Pain ends,

Do well to remember.


For he regretted the choice of his acts,

And Heaven forgave him of his crime:

But for others,

The choice may not be kind..


So, let's see each other and keep trading hugs,

Relating together with nothing but warmth;

So, let's see each other and keep trading hugs,

Relating together with nothing but warmth..



Tokede Opeyemi Iyanuoluwa,

22/02/2022.




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