Unintentional Existence: Life Has Nothing To Say Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Life has nothing to say
To forever make me stay.
Old'll be one day;
Sweet and bitter life; I ate
Unsullied and sour; I taste.
The snowfall, rain and shine; I play.
Clays I mould,
Clay'll fold
Everything must fade.
Young, I was a day
In jiffy my tricks amaze;
Tick… tick
My tooth soon bore to death.
Life good, my brood more
Their kids more
In Life mall, time mar.
Young, I was a day
Old'll be one day;
Life has nothing to say
To forever make me stay
Even if she shows me the way
To love in may
Hold hawthorn all day
Make love clay
Silent bay
Young, I was a day
Old'll be one day;
Hatred nay
Nothing to pay
Nothing to gain.
Give love the bay
To enjoy the day
Baby I can't be
Toddler never
Life has nothing to say
To make me stay.