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This One Man

Is man a fool? Fool for who? Who is he? He is nothing Nothing at all All his life Life is a struggle Struggle for something Something to eat Eat for what? What his body needs Needs he never meets Meets nothing but troubles Trouble everywhere Everywhere he goes Goes to work Work for people People in the offices Offices they built Built from his sweat Sweat from the inside Inside gets sick Sick, until he is dying Dying, dying and dying.

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Date: 6/6/2020 10:45:00 PM
Ndubuisi, Life is like a taxi: its meter keeps on ticking away whether you are going somewhere or just sitting still. Perhaps life is really quite simple; it is we who complicate it. Stay safe and fair well.
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