Live Bait From Heaven Or Hell - Poem by Instalasi Sastra
God ordained life full of hue, there are always will be triumph or default, birth or demise, virtue or vice, bliss or woe, friend or foe, amity or enmity, verity or falsity, affection or detestation, elation or compassion, sobriety or anxiety, loyalty or treachery.
Are we have the courage to face its?
Are we strong enough to taste its?
Maybe we simply don’t care about its?
Or maybe our bosom have enthroned its?
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