by henry onunyere | |
Published on: Oct 13, 2008 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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Just a breath that is needful I take this breath I live I lose it I die But if life is salvation Then death is desirable What’s salvation without freedom? What’s freedom without struggle? What’s struggle without life, What’s life without pain? Listen to the sound of the night At dawn it disappears But echoes through to dusk Oh! No condition is permanent One day we'll all have, Our share of the bitter cup, Our days of wilderness will come, Our time to cry and mourn, Our time of night and tempest. My heart beats faster to rapture Oh! This breath I need Oh! The man I am For fear grip my burdened soul On my bed tonight I pray One more day to care, One more day to share, One more day to love, One more day to bear Who woke me up I can't tell a hand unknown yet so mild So I still live to ponder Where life journey takes me Being awake is freshness. Being alive is good, Being prepared is better Being you is best. « return. |