life is the kitchen chef
burning a finger and a limb
lighting the fire at the hearth
...if hungry we must eat
then the heat must defeat
life is the cold ice
that cool the summers heat
and add the chill to the sunny
thrill
if hot the day is to cool
then we must confront the frost
life is humanity
its the love that lasts
its the care and caress
its is the occasional hate
for if peace and tranquility is to
exist
then hate we must mediate
life is chaos
a myriad of hopes and dreams
a culmination of inculcations
a frenzy of fights and fracas
for if we want to play our part
then we must join lifes circus
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