Freedom


It’s ten long years, since we’ve been there,
Each step a past, each memory a blast,
We chased the world, in search of fame,
We hunger for more, attracted by greed.

Our teens flew by, no time to cry,
We earned it quick, and spent it fast,
We did it all, drugs, drinks and calls,
Afraid to fall, We lived life tall.

It couldn’t last, we wouldn’t bet,
Each year we pushed, each month we trashed,
Several cars crashed, all houses sold,
We kept no photos, just told old stories.

Until that day, when death took home,
Each member that expiry, their tickets now called,
Years passed and time cast, an end to friendship,
Hello sweet freedom, goodbye my sorrow.

By Julius Fa
© 2018

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