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by alfred ibulu jr | |
Published on: Mar 19, 2007 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=11693 | |
Life is only a vapor that appears for a moment and disappears the next Experience is an act of first time participation, No one was born experienced The day we were conceived in our mothers' bellies As nature permitted, we grew The day we were born into planet earth Crying in pains as we desired to tell someone. "Oh, it’s hurting me!" The day we woke up, only to realize we could stand No one was born standing The day we stepped, just to confirm we could walk No one was born walking The day we shouted, only to realize we could talk "Da-ddy" No one was born talking The day we learnt to read, write and spell No one was born reading The day we realized we were skilled No one was born experienced The day we lived, grew old… …Old and closer to our grave The day we woke up only to realize we lost control of our body movements The day we slept, only to realize we were gone forever The day the earth woke up to realize and announce "He's gone and never to come back again" « return. |