Life is how I see it
For the birthday joy and beauty
Where death is at memory fade
Leading men to that very end
Life is full of compliment and complaints
Do not be found wanting or in despair
Striving is but a course predestined
At the end flying to the horizon
By: Felix Emeka George
Copyright: 25 March 2017
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