Life
Many say life is a world full of strife and struggle.
They say one must fight in order to make a living.
If this is so then many should die out of failure.
Many should have palms as coarse as the surface of a sand paper.
Life is not an arena of body damages, in order to make a living.
Life is a peaceful universe of bountiful choices.
The position in which we are found in our old age is as a result of the choices we make in
our childhood.
No man is made greater than the other.
No man is made to be wealthy and no one is made to be poor.
But every man is made to make choices.
Making the right choices builds a good child.
Copyright © Lord Addo-Yobo | Year Posted 2009
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