Life oh life! Why are thou so hard on me
I have wallo in this great desert men called life with the hope that one day the sun wil shine on me.
But is just immagination upon immagination.
If thou has made me in this generation,
then why am i so full of stories
i wil never write my self off.
And let no man write me off.
For after the rain,comes the sun.
Beautiful life awaits those who plan
hardship awaits those who fail to plan.
Tell the truth to the new child been born,for them to know
the good and evil before it get to their turn.
For i am pregnant with the privillage of given birth to a better tomorrow
i have the hope that oneday,
i wil say a farewell to sorrow..
