LIFE
God’s greatest gift it is To man who has breath A long race Cos each one strives hard to beat others Battle front Cos you fight to live it Very short Cos it happens like a flash Drama stage Cos everyone writes his script Characters you never want to forget Stories you wish never end Incomprehensible With complexities it brings Tis for a purpose Yet we forget It becomes a mirage The closer you get Not a bed of roses Once or twice you’ve heard Sweet and sour As folks will tell Light this minute Darkness the next Far it may But near it is Tears you shed Cos of fears Is it then worth Living for? Afterall, tis Living In Futile Existence