THESE DAYS’ RHYTHM
THESE DAYS’ RHYTHM
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By: G. Naih Peter
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I don’t know it could be,
To settle down by my heel
To leave this life of a bee
For no one will cure nor heal
As they also face these days’ rhythm.
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It is for sure
Life can not allow
To have rest at our river Nile shore,
To calm down despair which is aloud
Than singing these days’ rhythm.
My life dies not here but there,
where i stay as deaf as a wood
But couldn’t make it as their
Work and even don’t know if it would
For these days’ rhythm.
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These days’ rhythm,
Is a tune of building a life as whole
To make it smarter and not the same,
Having strips and spots-like hole
Filling emptiness and life hollowness.
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My life can be a tale,
Struggling as a student and as well a maid
And if i succeed i can’t be a tail,
But will make sure life is made
Into good days’ rhythm.
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If you make your heart weak,
Your life will then doom not to flower,
Not long but within a week,
All leaves will get ground into a flour
And you’ll poorly sing these days’ rhythm.
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To you, daughters and sons,
Work harder for something brand new,
For nothing is hard beneath the sun,
Instead of saying ” I knew”
When nothing was known,
It’s simple, life is what you make.
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Naih ©2012
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