Rhyme 2

Life is but a passing phase
At this stage
My life is at-stake
I am old,
I never stopped growing old
My end is near, very near
Please give my words ear
The end is near, very near
Please give the preacher ear
Prejudice is homicide
Fight for your life
Dont let anyone help you decide
Live the right life.
You want to get there?
Strive until you get there
You should only retire,
When your life-span expire.

poem by Efe Benjamin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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