Each break of a day light

I walk around with delight

As if everything is all right

I greet everyone I sight

With a smile so bright

Forty days and forty nights

I've fasted without bite

The war, the battle, the fight

Within my minds might

Make me off the light

In my room, painted white

And hang myself tonight,

Or will everything be all right?

Samuel C. Enunwa Aug. 03, 2010

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