Integral Value

UNTIL THE END

It is that all has his desire
As presented by nature
Making him a unique creature
Most, against one another,
Getting,
Well!, keeping what he admires.

They are twins, no! Cousins
Best of friends, yes! enemies
But the Sun and the Rain!
When the cloud is on exile
Battle for supremacy.

We are both preys, yes predators,
On a three roads meeting point,
No one has absolute control.
That!, even at rest,
Besides lay a sharpened sword.
A little slip, it turns against us.
Win, draw or loose, one is certain.
Don't forget, you winner,
To nature, you are still a debtor.

By
Aleke Damian Chizoba
©2020