Life was a dead living, were we fight 4 wonga to survive.through soil was we breathless made, to the soil was we breathless gone.just as a life less waters we live like, living death on earth, were exit of hope was buried years ago, on the surface of the water.pave in darkest night.<br /><br />Egbe Chris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soil-to-soil-2/
