Four seasons The human life is
Four seasons The human life is like a mist dat would still fizzle out It's liken to a mirage it seems to be there but it isn't It operates by a code of conduct With two options, life sure is a series of choices revolving around the four seasons, like roulette wheel the joyful season, sorrowful season,, glorious season and luminous (light) season d outcome it's like GIGO: give in give out , our predecessors experience the joyful season when all was good and said to be ok,basic needs of life were available,it was easier to live than compared to now,as a fresh graduate job offers were waiting for you readily available, people were free with each other no one was seen as a suspect , random visitors were cared for but not so for us cus ours we were fortunate to be in existence in the sorrowful season,we're the reverse was the case,we await the glorious season with eager preparedness,then after look that comes the luminous season were light will shine and all that seems a mystery will be laid bear. Life is different faced we are in it like a ride in a rollercoaster there's no static as it spin Where was down can be up in the next and dat up can be down position alternate the only consoling factor is hope believe
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