RHYTHMS OF LIFE by Jamiu Ahmed & Awotide Oluwaseun Micheal

RHYTHMS OF LIFE

I have sailed through the roaring storms

With a broken paddle of a wrecking boat

Where blizzard whirl windy wind of misery

For Life is an ocean with sinking waves

I have walked through the valley of deadly route

Where death was hawking free tickets to hell

Like a virgin prostitute advertising for sex

For life is a cocotte that mate for no reward

I have trailed the milky way of sweet pains

Where tribulations rise with turbulence of time

A minute in paradise, a minute in blasting hell

For life is a mixture of honey and sour lime

I have penned the lines of high brokenness

Authored about the thunderbolt of falling off

On the ground that witnessed the war of failure

For life isn't for the lost appetite to climb again

I have reported about good humors and tragedies

In as much as I have the vigor to sing the blues

Recorded about the credence of song of sorrow

For life is to fall between rhythm of broken chords

I have down pat the meaning of peace in pieces

Where ransom to live is to crush yourself into crucibles

Of happy hunting ground put on sad center stage

For life is a resurrection from death in a million times

I have drafted about life span of endless journey

On the grounds that days are no account to me

Heaven has revealed the truth of flyspeck to me

For life is a mirage; refelection of unattainable race