This poem was composed by three poets in different locations and different time. See below :
REMEDY TO A BORING LIFE
A counteractant and antidote to the boring life,
Lies in the hands of you and I,
Sitted in the noiseless calm of the disturbed soul,
We could breakforth into the realm of the fear unknown,
Or lie unperturbed awaiting our inglorious death.
Death they say, is the end of life,
Life they say, gives hope to the lost,
We wait in anticipation of a life unpredictable,
That may lead to an everlasting failure.
Amidst this present dilemma,
We could trudge the path of the old,
Launch into the unfathomable sea of uncertainty,
Equipped with the prowess of the daredevil himself,
Unmindful of the calamity that accompanies our adventure,
In the house of death lies different kinds of heads,
A comedy would suffice,
Only a surfeit could be catastrophic,
Filled with inimicable desires,
The Soul of the scornful,
A portion of gerocomy,
Would immute such gory.
-G.S 'Nuel
-Akinbohun Emmanuel
-Olorunsogo David O.
Lies in the hands of you and I,
Sitted in the noiseless calm of the disturbed soul,
We could breakforth into the realm of the fear unknown,
Or lie unperturbed awaiting our inglorious death.
Death they say, is the end of life,
Life they say, gives hope to the lost,
We wait in anticipation of a life unpredictable,
That may lead to an everlasting failure.
Amidst this present dilemma,
We could trudge the path of the old,
Launch into the unfathomable sea of uncertainty,
Equipped with the prowess of the daredevil himself,
Unmindful of the calamity that accompanies our adventure,
In the house of death lies different kinds of heads,
A comedy would suffice,
Only a surfeit could be catastrophic,
Filled with inimicable desires,
The Soul of the scornful,
A portion of gerocomy,
Would immute such gory.
-G.S 'Nuel
-Akinbohun Emmanuel
-Olorunsogo David O.
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