It is hard to forget three people:
Those who led us into trouble,
those who left us in times of trouble
and those who lifted us out of trouble.
It is easy to forget three people:
Those who took more and gave less,
those who talked more and did less
and those who lied more and loved less…
It is hard to forgive three people:
Constant and unremorseful offenders,
grievous and perfect pretenders,
bitter and backstabbing defenders…
It is easy to forgive three people:
Penitent offenders with sweet souls,
pretenders who have positive goals,
and friendly foes who correct their fouls.
It is hard to find three people:
Men who are helpful and honourable,
women who are decent and delectable
and youths who are honest and humble.
It is easy to find three people:
Politicians who are dubious and dishonest,
yung folks who are impatient and immodest
and religious folks who fuel civil unrest.
It is hard to leave three people:
Those who treats us like champions,
those who lovingly give honest opinions
and those who are caring companions.
It is hard to love three people:
and those who sow seeds of sadness…
NB: This piece comprises both sarcasm and salient facts. Readers’ discretion is advised.