A bliss that once was
Or so I thought
Beauty, charm and glamour
Fleeting memories that made us feel alive
Confined we are at odds
Contemplating life and eternity
Is it meaningless? Good? Valuable?
Or simply a summation of suffering
Suffering clothed in bliss
Awake, the image scares us
The oracle in the mirror unerring
The Light has come, the Truth is out;
The zest of life, is in moments.
Keega Gakuua Gachutha,
Strathmore Law School Alumnus
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