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Life Without You

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Life without you,
Is a never ending story, a legend with no glory
A ship without a sailor,  a cloth without a tailor
A boat without paddle, a horse without saddle.
A plane without rudder, a marriage put asunder. 
A ladder without rung, my life would be so wrong. 
A bride without a groom, a house without a room.
A song without end, a shoe that won't mend.

One without two,
I'll be like a night with no stars, a warrior with no scars
Like time without hour, a king with no power
Like sun without ray, My nights would lack day
A Lion with no mane, a face with no name
A mountain with no dew, tasteless like rice without stew
A wolf without a pack, Noah without an ark
I'm a sky with no blue, a riddle with no clue

Like rhythm without blues,
I'm a beat that won't mix, a tear that won't fix
A bed without roses, Pharaoh without Moses
Art without poetry, a love with no chemistry
Life without a lesson, purposeless like hedges without benson
A king with no throne, a child with no home
A dog without teeth, a ship with no fleet
A boy with no girl, a land with no heir

Without you,  life is incomplete, like a heart with no beat.
A design without concept,  a world that ain't perfect. 
A river that won't flow,  glow worm that won't glow.
I'm a broken turbine and a tasteless cup of palmwine. 
I'm like a cloth ripped to shreds, scattered every which way like a head full of dreads.
Without you,  I'm a mess,  a little torn dress


©Anoke Sommie 
Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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