~WHAT TIME HASN'T THOUGHT~
Running-running from
a circle
About a circle
Along a circle
Beyond circles
Fastest nothing
could ever beat
You run so swift
I wonder what shoes
You slip into each
day
Your speed
constant-no trace of retardation
Has drilled philosophers
from time immemorial
So for defeat they
sought your burial
But because your
nature no man could describe
You take upon
yourself the responsibility of their burial.
Movements
unimaginable
Date could never
meet
Again after first
sight.
Your ways are
parallel-no one could ever meet
Your age too many a
figure to utter
No talkative can
pronounce
Since generations
long
From short obedience
To core disobedience
To molten
disobedience of famous rogues
You’ve sat and
watched
Their follies a while-without
forgetting
Your duties and
responsibilities
You wait no man.
For man’s ways are
not your ways.
Even in crossed
fingers
You find your ways
through with ease
You fly away with
every breeze.
When men’s heart are
torn with pain
You still do not wait
For you are not
man’s slave
But away you go!
Some say, you’re
smart
You mount on wings
of angels
And away you fly!
While most stake
their
Hopes, passions and
dreams on thee
You still have less
to spend on these.
Both believers and
unbelievers
Believe in thee
For you bring them
seasons and reasons
To revenge and
avenge
Your belts you
fasten with no release
You have no friend
so
You spend not much
of yourself
You are greedy,
selfish and self-contained
You are boring like
a hit and run lover
But your ways are
straight
Cause when once done
with
One thing you never
repeat.
---Fampah Coyish---
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