Oluseyi Oluseun

(Nigeria)

From The Time Past


From time past his joy never last
always suffering from sorrow blast
good moments never appear fast
troubles are always coming in vast
resembling fast developing chloroplast

From time past he never knows joy
lovely moments rolls away like buoy
wisdom is impossible to employ
strength is hopeless to deploy
preventing any attempt to plan a ploy

From time past he always remain sad
the good time changes always to bad
his loving heart is never for once glad
life assignment always turn up hard
causing him to let down his guard

From time past he cease to be strong
all he does seems to be always wrong
he is becoming like a battered gong
excellent moment never last for long
reoccurring like a game of ping pong

Submitted: Thursday, July 26, 2012
Edited: Friday, July 27, 2012

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