With everyday that passes by; you are all that which matter,
Although death is certain, we all aspire to live longer,
But how long is longer?
Nobody knows;
So everyday, we value and protect you with every cause,
To see tomorrow while we revamp tactics to avoid any loss,
Of life, because you are all that which matter.
The human;
Camaflouged under a rainbow of a variety of knowledge,
Which they exchange for money and later acquire all sorts of belongings.
They become gods because society subscribe to their life and conduct,
Cause;
Whenever life is threatened, society blindly thinks they are more than safe,
But when they start to perish, then what sensible explanation does it make?
Having plenty of money is not bad after all,
Only that, plenty money is not enough to buy life though.
I salute every doctor, nurse & everyone who plays a role to defend & protect life.
Whether you believe or not doesn't change that which is true,
God is the source of life that he gave to you,
So with everything you do;
Be rest assured that if you seek him, he is always there to protect you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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