Treasure Island

Ezekiel Johnson

(Accra-Ghana)

Question Of Life


(Dedicated to my soul)

I keep on asking
everyone I find
But who will be so kind
to help me stop asking?

I need an answer
before this night falls
I stand behind the walls
of time waiting for an answer

What is life worth?
All the love and pain;
All the loses and gain
What is it all worth?

If today I fall to death,
what shall my memory be?
Where shall I go beyond this sea,
when I drown in the sea of death?

Submitted: Monday, April 02, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, February 09, 2011
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