SO WHAT'S IT GOING TO BE? by Mide Benedict

We will one day all go with the breeze, what will remain is what we've done (no, forget the past), I mean, what should remain is what we'll do from now till then: yes "should", because the choice of earthly immortality depends on our future addresses and redresses, not the past. It's only in making the right choices that we can preserve what should remain of

us or even what should remain will only be our remains(cadavers); nothing more. For as soon as we leave, our evidence of life will also disappear like a fog that hits a bright sunny day. So what's it going to be?

Even when we leave this arena to the other place; our choice determines where we will be. So what's it going to be?

Remember, tomorrow will always be a future tense until, tomorrow becomes today and today never turns to yesterday. At that point, that will be our end game. So what's it going to be?

Now, the choice is ours; what's it going to be?

Choose Christ; Live right and for writers, also write right.

RIP ELECHI AMADI

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