A SONG TO SING-Inspiration By Exponent Samuel Adu
This
life can be so funny
While
some sing in the morning
Celebrating
that everything is booming
Some
are found mourning
Others
are just murmuring
With
no genuine reasons complaining and foaming
And
to some, they are expert at forming
At
the event of their neighbours success they are beefing
I
must warn you; don’t go any funny
Do
not let your life be a wasted journey
I
believe life without money
Is
to wake up every morning
To
find yourself mourning
Seeing
your spouse with another hubby
Calling
him her honey
“You
are good for nothing”
“You
are nothing but a dummy”
She
said to you in front of your mummy!
Does
that sound insulting?
Life
can make you sick
Poverty
can make you stink
Your
dreams downward sloping it sinks
Each
day break your eyes blink
You
ask yourself: where are the bling bling?
In
your mind you think
Among
all these life’s tricks
Whose
face do I seek?
To
help do the trick (to succeed in solving
a problem)
In
this period of thick and thin
Do
not grow weary, do not panic
Do
not be intoxicated by hot drinks
For
in the end there is a song to sing!
Never
worry, never fear-fear
Your
time to shout for joy is near
The
season of your laughter is hear!
Just
be fair and square (honest and according
to rules)
For
faith is better than fear
After
all, no one can lay to bare
That
life is all about funfair
In
life there is more of warfare
Ask
any of your forebears
Only
His grace is available for you to bear
My
beloved, my friend, my dear
Enemies
are around so beware
Be
courageous like the deer
For
your dreams don’t be afraid to dare
In
the start, situations might unveil to scare
But
is takes starters from here
To
get to the place called there
And
until you are there
Nothing
for you is there
The
difference between here and there is time
Although,
no time to waste time
But
everything is beautiful in God’s time
Sometimes
your heart may be bitter like lime
Unknowingly,
the unexpected may happen without rhyme
You
be cool and calm in the main time
In
your own style, dance to the rhythm of the rhyme
With
little but steady steppes and mime
With
no form of economic crime
Slowly
but surely in the nick of time (very last
moment)
You
shall get to the prime
Sorrows
may endure for a night
But
here comes the daylight
As
it shines so bright
The
road to success is always narrow and tight
In
fact, it’s a myth to believe that you can be successful overnight
Even
greatness is never a function of your height
But
a function of your insight
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