Life
Create with nothing,
But never stop growing,
Where we land ?
We never know , women or men,
All we'll go,
Leave the earthfor another step,
But that doesn't mean , we all will get,
To the same place,
Before or after life is a race,
Alive or dead , life is not over,
Just growing and getting better;
Black or white , rich or poor,
Look what we've done ,
But we all have to cross that door ,
Life did start but never end,
It's like a game of card,
When you lose , you know then.....
Copyright © Duval Hyppolite | Year Posted 2011
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