That inevitable verse

That inevitable verse,

anxiously awaited like

the arrival of a hearse,

or better yet,

an obituary, read on

behalf of a soul whose

flesh is about to be

inherited by the earth,

and like the verse,

inevitable too was his

death.

Call upon his spouse i

say, you heard?

Comfort her

instil ideas of a brighter

future ahead

let her celebrate

the dead,

and enjoy the legacy

that her husband

has left.

Reviews

[Vincent Makhathini]

Neat man, Neat! I see lyricism on-point, some J Cole type' Bars.