Wants Poem by KOMBE SAKWE KOFI

All people are like grass and
All their faithfulness like the flowers in the field,
Grass withers and the flowers fall,
But the breathe of the Lord remains forever,
Terrified, fear turns their legs into jelly,
Good to know,
It was great having you on board,
You reap that you sow,
I know what it is like to lose,
Feel so desperate that your route gets to fail nonetheless,
Sun is shiny, everywhere is sweet,
Can be stubborn when I want,
Still unlimited all of my wants
All flesh is grass, I guess you lose.