Equally To Dust Poem by Linus Kithinji Njeru

The great and the little, both share the same plight,
The brave and the cowards, both face the same night.
The lords and the slaves, all bound by the same,
In the end, all are equal, none greater, none tame.
The journey we walk, though paths may divide,
Leads to one place, where no secrets can hide.

So let us be gentle, with hearts pure and true,
For the home we all seek, we shall one day view.
Our graves, where we rest, await without haste,
A final embrace, in dust we'll be placed.