IMI ATAGA
Know this space we inhabit is only but a temporary place As fresh leaves and peels soon turn dry, withering to end So us one day would loose our glow till we are no more done Please, for this little time we have, care, even if little Nothing in life is worth the squabble, quarrel, or enmity No matter who you are today, naked we came same we go I care for you, no matter what branch, fruit, leaves you are So if some day you feel down, needing a lift, please call me And if perchance you call and I can't answer, know I need you.