Life Is Short
There's a call from the room
The sweet voice calls within
I hear the voice but no person is seen
He calls and turns to sing
The whole room turns to songs
The whole now laments
Suddenly I join the singing
Several voices blend
But I'm the only person within
Unfortunately the tunes grows cold
It decreases till it dies
Silence swallows the room
In fear I can't move
My hands can't stretch
I find myself held in chains
Suddenly I'm lowered down the bail
That is how short life is
Francis Omariba
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