Solace Poem by Chinonso Uche

The world is bitter sometime,
No one can say that with smiles.
If you wish to cry sometime,
Make it snappy in a while.

Life does not hava a spare
That's not a thing to fear.
To live freely like the air,
Is how to cope around here

Life is either simple or hard,
It is what you make of it.
If choice is every man's card,
It's never clear to a stupid twit.

Sing for me a beautiful song,
It could lift my spirit.
All my hopes are far gone,
You're now my nascent habit.