LIFE OF MEN

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A heart may never heal

No cure, no remedy

A soul will never steal

Too pure, too free

A body shunned to moors

Cracks suffocated in time

A mind of thumping hooves

From cradle to mountain-climb

— — — — — — — — — — —

Space and time, divide us all

Splitting us into pieces like alcohol

Warm and happy evade us all

Weak Puppets who crawl and bawl

Feeling doll

Pace by pace, it’s a race!

And at the end : death awaits,

Pen in hand, book at the ready

Looks and speaks: “closed case”.

Published by Issa Dioume

I am a Frenco-Senegalese writer employing the English language to compose his pieces. I am an aspiring-novelist constantly aiming to perfect his craft. I hope you will find that I have much to say when much must be said and little to be said when little needs to be said.

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