blossomuyi poems

Not now
Maybe tomorrow
There is still time
Time to be save

I'm too young to die
Too young to live a holy life
Yes, tomorrow is okay
For today, I'll stray

Like the prodigal son,
I'll lavish life and return soon
Knowing God is merciful
And his heart is bountiful

At night, his life bangled
For tomorrow, his prayers were unsaid
Don't wait for tomorrow to be save
For tomorrow may come with hell-price.
       

       ©Imoisili Uyiosa Osagie
           11th August, 2022