THESE TWO CLASPED HANDS

This is what it means to be human
So if you would please stay alive
To run around and roll with the mud,
Dance in the rain, and set with the sun.
It sure would taste like boiled roots and gin
Sometimes, like a stick of candy you should never exhaust
Life gears you more to death
But if you would please, fight
The aim of life is lead to death
For every time you leave, life wins
The pleasure is drenched in the pain
The pain is the pleasure you allow death
Not for the tears my eyes drip,
Or the hurt my heart bleeds
Stay! You’ll find there’s much more to this side.

Victor Oyedele