Life Is A Luxury
Where have all those laughters gone?
Where is the splendour of the morn sun?
Where are those dreams we share?
Those blissful smiles are no longer here
Where is that little girl we call baby
Whose dream is to grow into a big lady?
Or can somebody tell me where to find
That jolly old fellow in the street behind
No one remembers those moments anymore
They are passing dreams, memories of days before
No more can we hear the beautiful canary's song
But voices in our hearts asking O! For how long
Life is a luxury, open your eyes to live
Or in your sleep, breath you no more recieve! !
poem by Okonkwo Osamedua. Allen
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