The World Is Ailing

Life in the world is boring
The world's life is ailing
Ailing and complaining
Both day and night
I hear the roaring sound of the world
Truly, life at hand is threatened

Like a thunder
Life threatens aloud
Where can I hide
Hide from the shame of despair
Hide from the state of pain
Where , where?

Francis Omariba
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