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All about mortals is but time,

When life promises a dime,

Or, events offer a huge pay,

They should, but plant during the day

Toils would weaken their might,

Sleep might also trouble the night,

Time would tell the world their story,

Both of their reproach and glory,

Annals are written by ages,

And seasons align with changes;

They forge princes to rule after their fathers,

Also adorn maids to outlive their mothers

It’s Adamic to wish, ask and grumble,

And time nurtures man to go humble,

Ages mend scars

Ages tend stars.

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Biodun Busari is a passionate writer, information teacher and out-door advertiser. He is gifted in writing articles, short stories and poems to address social, political and economic issues in the society. He also speaks at events to sensitise the younger generations on the exploration and maximisation of the available individual resources for collective benefits of the world. He is a Geography graduate from University of Ibadan, Nigeria and works with an out-door advertising company in Lagos, Nigeria.

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