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LIFE: THE UNFINISHED BUSINESS
From the Book - Poems of Life
The acts of men sometimes come so kind
And with such love do well express, yet
The deeds of men sometimes come so mean
And with great disgust is well despised.
These conflicts unresolved for times,
Someday, somewhere resolves to meet.
Between the times of history gone,
And the evolutions of future come
The present presents a balance point
In a mixing grill of settlement, where
Deeds and events do take their toll
In resolutions of investments made.
Mishap could be just a fair reward,
As life fortune is investment gained.
Opportunity could be just a means,
As occurrences are results obtained.
The pendulum swings to and fro,
Just as the clock ticks, tock and tick.
What goes on around and again,
Does come back again and around
Good or bad, it's all our choice,
For all our thoughts and acts today,
Are investments in the big game plan
Of this unfinished business of life.
More Poems by Oliver Mbamara
Life Is A Vacation
At birth we started a long vacation
Some vacation becomes too long
Some there duration very brief
Whether long or brief we still vacate
The schedule starts at infancy
Some schedule are tight and others very loose
However we accomplish only what's destined
On this vacation we climb mountains
And make a descent of valleys
These are the contours of life
For it is filled with ups and downs
Life is a serious vacation
Where success and failures combines
Where some turns out wise
And others remain perpetually foolish
And another category remains on the fence
This the vacation of life
WHAT IF LIFE?, 12-08-02
By B. Allen, Woodcrest Dr. 37745
What if life only lasted a day,
Do you think we'd appreciate it better?
What if life was like hell,
Do you think we would dream?
About a life like we have now?
What if in life we had everything,
Do you think it would get boring?
Why want another life?
Your life is perfect already
LIFE, by Helen Harvey,
Ontario Canada
If life where the wind
We would travel the ocean
We would understand the seas
And every moment,
If life were the wind
We'd always be flying
Life would blow by without us knowing
Where would time go?
Would there be such a thing?
We would enjoy every moment
From a higher perspective
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