By: Fathers Beress T. Chipuka

Time dies
farwell oh wretched concept I despise
farewell sun , I shall give thee onto the soil's depths
along with my never to be paid debts

I pray to see you again
a maggot gluttonously consumes, moves and grooves
in a desolate wasteland the rain never soothes
grass once green , now turns dry and pale
I have finally discovered what I mean

10 in the heavens and in hell , nobody had everything ,farewell time
silent as a mime
to you I say this final rhyme
that having reached my final age
I can turn the final page, without any rage
farewell oh time, you have taught me to be