King of terrors,
terrifying human existence,
adding bitter taste to our sweetness,
having strong powers to wipe out
human race within seconds,
comes without being invited.
Killer of joy and happiness,
bearer of sad news,
it comes to steal and take,
but can never give.
The opposite of life,
Always taking away loved ones,
No one except our creator
has power over death,
It is indeed an unwelcome guest.
Dedication
This poem is dedicated to all departed legends (men and women) and also to all loved ones. RIP Chadwick Boseman (Great actor and a real king who conceal his pains and served the world with great movies) and to all who are gone but unknown to the world. Till we meet again in a better place.

©Blessing Pius
Beautifully written…you introduce a thing and drive description through motion, moving the reader forward and toward meaning; a message – and one truly felt.
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This is such a amazing read. The opposite of life, the unwelcome guest.
And yes Wakanda forever ❤️
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Thanks for reading, I really appreciate. Sure Wakanda forever💕
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Really beautiful poem. RIP Chadwick Boseman
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Thanks
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You’re welcome
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