There isn't a beginning without an end
There isn't an enemy that wasn't once a friend
There isn't a pride without a fall
There isn't a walk without a crawl
There isn't a smoke without fire
There isn't a love without a desire
There isn't a sacrifice without pain
There isn't a lightening and thundering without rain
There isn't a time that'll forever last
There isn't a future without a past
There isn't a future without a present
There isn't a flower without a scent
There isn't a death without a suppurate
There isn't a pain the heart can't tolerate
There isn't an ecstasy without satisfaction
There isn't humility without elevation
There isn't a Spoken Word without a thought
There isn't a teacher that wasn't taught
There isn't a warrior without a bloody sword
There isn't a tree without a bud
There isn't a rose that isn't gotten from thorns
There isn't a lily that isn't gotten from mud
There isn't a giving without receiving
There isn't a word that isn't worth believing
There isn't a broken heart that can't mend
There isn't a hungry soul that can't be fed
There isn't a lost that can't be found
There isn't a thing that can't make a sound
There isn't an enemy that wasn't once a friend
There isn't a pride without a fall
There isn't a walk without a crawl
There isn't a smoke without fire
There isn't a love without a desire
There isn't a sacrifice without pain
There isn't a lightening and thundering without rain
There isn't a time that'll forever last
There isn't a future without a past
There isn't a future without a present
There isn't a flower without a scent
There isn't a death without a suppurate
There isn't a pain the heart can't tolerate
There isn't an ecstasy without satisfaction
There isn't humility without elevation
There isn't a Spoken Word without a thought
There isn't a teacher that wasn't taught
There isn't a warrior without a bloody sword
There isn't a tree without a bud
There isn't a rose that isn't gotten from thorns
There isn't a lily that isn't gotten from mud
There isn't a giving without receiving
There isn't a word that isn't worth believing
There isn't a broken heart that can't mend
There isn't a hungry soul that can't be fed
There isn't a lost that can't be found
There isn't a thing that can't make a sound
Written By: Caleb A. O.
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+234 {09-4135540}
+234 {08055154457 / 08042150570}
P.O Box 8021 Wuse Abuja Nigeria
belaciano007@hotmail.com
For more poems contact the above addresses 24/7
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