Death is nothing . - By Yaya Abayomi



If I kiss sand today 
I have only slipped away to the next room. 
I am, you are you. 
Whatever we were to each other, 
That, we still are. 


I did rise and take flight. 
Death is sweeter than honey 
The sword of death 
My only fear 
The fear made me to flee 
From darkness into light 
To free captivity 
Unbinding my soul from his will 
The angel of death at his kill 
Death is still Nothing 
Your death will come to you, and never 
You shall be, else, a slave of life, 
Death is sweeter than honey 
Just waiting for a dawn's favor, 
From nights of poverty and strife.
Death is nothing  



Death is a Dialogue between 
The Spirit and the Dust. 
"Dissolve" says Death—The Spirit "Sir 
I have another Trust"— 
Death is beautiful 
She'll build with you a common law, 
One will of the Eternal Reign. 
And you are not condemned to slow 
And everlasting deadly pain.
Death is nothing 
But paradise of joy 
Artist of death 
Draw me my home 
Death is nothing
If I die today 
Cry me not 
Death is sweeter than honey 


©2016 
Title, death is nothing 
Yalex

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