Age – by Oluwaseyi Samuel

 

Can a man die in his youth?

And the world would be at peace,

What if his goal was to grow a beard,

His chin filled with the harvest,

Isn’t that a fulfilling life,

Your screams do not wake the dead,

But deafen the living,

No man is too young to die.

 

Can a man die in peace?

No tears but laughter for his journey,

His skin had lost its color,

Senses became dull,

A hundred years he lived,

Yet you cry and hope,

Hope for a longer life,

Do not see death as evil,

Let a fulfilled man die in peace,

A man is only young,

When there is no glory to his name.