Pleasure Poem by Dennis Dade
Pleasure
The breeze lingers with certainty
yet the comrades awaits the eternity
The learner learns all day
yet all carried sways away
The undertaker works alright
yet receives his pay in the night
The Nile we fetch all day with pride
yet still flow too wide and chide
the rains fall everywhere
yet the rice withers over there
Fresh dews born every morn
yet death competes them all along.
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