The Wind Blows On All Of Us
As long as the wind blows on all of us,
I havre a story to tell you;
So drink my friends! !
For the time comes when all things will end,
And the majority of us will not know it.
230 kilos of bread a day will allow you to balance the equation,
But there is always a difference between me and you;
And many are ready to walk straight to hell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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