Citizen Fanfare

How by hour life is kindly offered unto us

Yet I die alas from pain

We have learnt but alas little from yesterday

Yet she who gives life and knowledge

Rejoices in the present without ceasing

Of tomorrow, all knowledge is forbidden

The past has gained steadfastness

Happiness looks neither forward nor backwards

Yet I die, alas from pain

She who gives life

Alas, kills me and offers no life

To find infinite life,

Must I disappear

For being is eternal.

                                  Opolot Simon