We are merely,
Mortals,
Upon the face of the earth,
To impact his lanes.
Weaklings,
Who yearn to fulfil all their dreams,
They see Kratos,
as whom to give strength
to prey on their dreams,
like a predator,
Thirsty for blood.
They see Ares,
As whom to give
Courage,
to chase down;
Their desires
Fortold!
That humans,
Would rise and perish as mere dust-
For our soul liveth on,
A soul! !
An entity of man's mind,
Believed that taking a innocent life,
darkens our soul,
Then;
what are about those ones who hasn't taken a life?
How do their souls gets corrupted?
The paths we walk are filled with temptations;
waiting to feed on our souls,
and trials;
looking for who's strong make a stand.
If your soul is pure,
Congrulations! !
It's only short amount of time;
Before night draws nigh.
Maybe, or maybe not,
our soul lives on,
But as for
our body
Which withers,
For
There is one possibility,
Of truth,
That our souls,
lives as many years,
But when our bodies
Withers,
Only our paths remains on earth
That transcends the rules of life.\n\nIyanuoluwa Okunola

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