Human Malady
Human Malady
Everything has it's time
When an event is ripe
Nothing can elude it
As the chiming of a clock
Designates a specific time of day
So events in our lives
Yesterday is history
Today is here, alive with us
Tomorrow is pregnant, unknown
No matter our escapade, life goes on
We have a task, not to be bogged down
By events, negative or positive
It is a malady all mortals must live through.
And, if we are strong enough
Bearing in mind, as we know
The weather has many different seasons
Every season has it's timing
Then, we can be sure
To go through life's maladies prepared.
Copyright © Harry Biosah | Year Posted 2017
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