If glasses never broke,
And grass never dried?
What if flowers never withered?
And fruits never rot
What if man never perished?
Glasses break to be replaced,
Grasses dry others to grow
Flowers wither others to sprout
metals rust shiny ones to comeforth
Mangoes rot fresh ones to be recognized
Men die for others to exist
If they never died could you be there?
One day you will die for them
If he never have dumped her for you
Could you be His today?
Everything happens with a purpose.
- Author: Sarange Ondieki (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 4th, 2010 05:40
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 44
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