Darkness descends slowly, like an unwanted visitor
Daylight fades away, as one without a solicitor
The singing birds are no more in sight
Towards their home they’ve taken flight
And so does a man’s brief life evaporate
For any useful work, it becomes too late
Curtains drawn, we hear the click of the gate
Like this:
Like Loading...
Author: thetoyintaiwo
My name is Oluwatoyin J. Taiwo – a Christian, an Engineer, and a Writer. I enjoy reading, travelling and watching football + lawn tennis. I love working with young people, especially teenagers. I believe that people are shaped by the words they hear or read, and our most important decisions are those we make in the first three decades of life.
View all posts by thetoyintaiwo
Chronicles of a Journeyman 