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BY FORCE, LIFE
BY FORCE, LIFE
Happy life is in my hand.
I can make it smile by force.
In my room no sun can shine
if the curtains are not drawn.
Days have taught me that this life
can't be treated with kind words.
Life destroys those who are kind
as its goal's man to annoy.
Life, my best days were when l
was so young and did not care
for your finger that would warn,
but l mocked your stupid glare.
At that time, l snatched what could
bring a smile to my glad mouth.
I'll do now what l did then,
mock you, life, despite your chain.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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Happy life is in my hand.
I can make it smile by force.
In my room no sun can shine
if the curtains are not drawn.
Days have taught me that this life
can't be treated with kind words.
Life destroys those who are kind
as its goal's man to annoy.
Life, my best days were when l
was so young and did not care
for your finger that would warn,
but l mocked your stupid glare.
At that time, l snatched what could
bring a smile to my glad mouth.
I'll do now what l did then,
mock you, life, despite your chain.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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