This Be Life. Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
This Be Life.
This be life.
Do not discuss.
Think a little, for
For thinking
There always lies
A little space.
This be life.
Time has passed
And
You have aged:
Now
Desperation rules
That you must
Act or fall.
Like to a game of football
The ninety minutes are
Close to be past:
Do not rue the lost time
Now is to act
See! The clock hands move
And you
Must reproduce even not from
Love.
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