Life is a timely ode to the truth, the truth of the unknown! We, mortals, merely co-star with insecurities to assuage the lusts of the unknown! The life of man is a prayer in motion; time, space determines the faith of its fate! Undated, wisdom, like other unofficial prequels to modern life, is highly underrated. Life is one of the uncomfortable duels of eternity and belief is its crux. The omens of truth are in its ills! Death is merely a testimony to the power of verified inspiration! Rivalling, yet least electrifying, the commitments of redundancy represent a sticky punch to all we deem compelling! Tragically, value is always realised when the best is lost. The Mbaise child has looked at life, and its cousin, death, and deemed each a polluted treason except their reason(s). In this dying life in me, one vigorously explored various intellectual avenues to refine purpose and retain all it supposes, yet the distractions of hubris deny the audacity of its homage! We are endangered species; our leaders are not seeing this! The mind of this age is aesthetically caustic, critically atheistic! Cheaply, man is addicted to insecurity, the cheapest drug whose dealer is unknown!