Beauty, misogynists say is ephemeral
Must I now debunked this like the old Thomas in the great funeral
Found with a splendid beauty of the virgins which is never fleeting
I new I would be born again when I set my eyes on her when eating.
Behold A Great Tree Has Fallen
Behold, a protagonist breathed last
A fallen tree that cannot be re-planted
Alas, this is melanholic
For the caring father has gone
To abide in his permanent habitat gone to his home
The well deserved rest.
Something goeth wrong my people
Something elegiac goes beyond shedding of tears
Though unarguably, no one
Could fight fate when it was unfolded
For this has been predestined
By him that created the universe.
Dekko the birds, singing elegy
All singing songs that expresses melancholy
Perched precariuosly on the oil palms
In sober moods
They betrayed their bitter desires
In the obsequiese of the great protagonist.
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