LOST AND NOT FOUND

I have tasted the good and bad,
The stab from a quiet brother
And love from the farthest distance
Running, walking , longing for me.
I have had my share of things sad.

It’s been good trying to be me,
cashing cards even in my trance.
I have also been a stranger
But somethings too have made me glad.

And Like the waters of lake chad
It has taught and made all stronger.
Loss , gains have shaped all existence.
I have tasted the good and bad
‘‘Tis a sweet bitterness no one can flee.

Miidong