Ohh life…
I remember meeting you once, just across the street;
You looked as lively as a squirrel
Little to your knowledge I saw you walking;
Jumping, hopping long miles with criss crosses along your side
Your tiny little feet and petite hands;
two rubber bands and that mischievous smile
Bought back the meaning to my life;
Rejoiced, for my soul was alive
Times passed by and for once, I met you again;
Your were withered in despair
You found a knife and it didn’t miss you;
And Alas! You were gone
You cut the vein; as you couldn’t endeavour the pain
There was flood, a flood of blood, You were red,
DROP by drop, you ceased and came to a full STOP…
