Chukwuemeka Anyikwa - The Phantom

'When I left for the
Afterlife, I loathe my
misdeeds.
Life's illusory.

I accepted the 'must' loath.
Life's illusory.

My Flair and forte
became vanity.
Life's illusory.

Isn't the essence of Life
evanescent?
Life's illusory.

When I'm now caught with lust for immortality.
Life's illusory.

Alas! ! Death, the truth of
eternity lies upon the
shadows.
Life's illusory.

I miss the decorum of my
deity.
Life's illusory.

When I join the Humble
Fellows of the beyond, I'd miss the gentility of life.
Life's illusory.

I Sought for
Immortality; then, I found Imperilled Eternity.
Life's illusory.

We are the Dead.
Life's illusory.

Chukwuemeka Anyikwa

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