Life is a bitter pill we must taste
Like a puzzle game to be played
A lovely song we must sing
A spicy food we must eat.
On this busy streets we exist
Though we live on to exit
A pink breeze we all must feel on black,yellow or tanned skins.
Life has no next in kin but strictly this belief.
With her abundant relief
Wearing on her a fur of mystery
For our curious eyes delight to see
Life is definately a song we must sing.
An engagement ring on our fingers with her responsibilities that be
Void is life if we exist and not to give.
Written by Seyidekol
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