LAST MINUTE- Olufadi Balarabe Ayuba.

Olufadi Balarabe Ayuba.

Cloud alter to mourn face, ruth people that don't know it's last minute, a last minute to say goodbye to sinful and berlirt world.

A minute to paint the grief color, with a belch that gives a sober odor.

At the last minute, eyes stung and closed the last door. 

Legs cease to walk like clock seconds and hands open to narrating life vanity, ears aA to listen to a sermon, gist, and music with no sound.

Mouth can't speak no more and body verge to somewhere, a lonely place, a feet pit, the arachnid base, where no one can help

A soul left his/her abode and family for somewhere through a casket to the world beyond, no more delicious meals.

Alas! Wings flew to nowhere, but somewhere under the ground with white attire and be in heaven's residence.

A soul will put upon a great trust, after a great hustling in the dust, and be in a place where ancestors meet, somewhere you eat no food but your deeds. 

Always yark for the last minute, stop villain attitudes that can injure your last minute.

Your last minute is your last breath.

May our last minute easy by God's grace. Aameen