The final day

by ROSHENA BUTLER   Dec 10, 2005


The stand of time is always running and when wrong is done the time of punishment is quickly approaching

Today I saw my brother selling drugs on the street .
Tomorrow he never new his death he shall meet.

He had the best of everything money can buy,women, cars,houses but was never satisfied.

The bible says that with the sweat of thy brow man shall eat bread but this drugs dealer lives of others sweat instead.

He idolized and won applause from all around but little did he knew that when the fire was out it would have been darker that before when lost his life in a gun fight

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