It’s a creepy word that peeps in our sleeve at
some times,
Though we are not ready to face its consequences
so harsh,
But it’s worth enjoying the moments that seem so
entertaining,
For I know life doesn’t bring joyful events back
again.
Memories
linger on, unless it touches and pricks us,
And then
we realize to wake and see that all is gone,
Laughter,
fun, happiness delights our soul,
I begin
to glue in my thoughts and am glee.
The poor may even be poor to experience fun in
life,
The rich as ever would sell fun from their
pockets,
For out of their many, a coin sticks out of
fun,
Where will they risk their life to find fun?
Come tell me then, do I need to make fun,
When my friends in this earth like me,
Suffer but I have fun, oh, is it right???
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