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Sickness and tears; joy and laughter; sorrow and health
Quietly line your streets as the days slip away
From the ones who purse their lips in endless pursuit
Of nothingness – the things we all boast about
Who made the rule about what we must become?
Man is born for trouble from cradle to the grave
But his days are full of joy if he is careful to observe
The blessings he receives for every day that he lives
So, pause and reflect on what comes your way today
“Count your many blessings, name them one by one”
It will amaze you to find that there is more to laugh about
Than you ever knew about in this fleeting life of ours
Toyin Taiwo, June 2020
Chronicles of a Journeyman 