Death.

Death.

Death.

It comes like a thief, without warning life, Then snatches away its victims. It causes unimaginable pain, To the relatives of the deceased, causing them all to be bereaved.

Death;

What other way to cause so much mental drain, If not to take one’s beloved. It’s has no respect for status, And it is the friend of none.

Death.

Stealing our joy, but not our hope. Causing us loss, but not our soul. For it can only take our body, But it can never wash our image. Our footprints will forever be marked on the sands of time, because our clock won’t stop ticking; And our star will continue to shine, because Legends never die.

 

In loving memory of Chadwick Boseman.🕊🌹

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