My Slippery Progress Poem by Hannington Mumo

My Slippery Progress

Rating: 5.0


However slow my progress to fame;
The winning of opulence and acquisition of name;
(And not the empty type that swallows sense)
May never meet my heavenly view of recompense.

I move at a curious pace;
The precarious motion of my days;
The jejune understanding of my dues
May escape my best knowledge though,
And this shall be less serious so.

May I recapture my original glue;
The once-upon-a- time touch of greatness.
My days upon the face of earth may be few
But I never shall from it take recess!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mohammad Akmal Nazir 02 July 2011

It was an outstanding poem. Great observation. Rich in imagery and style. Nice thoughts. I liked it very much. Voted it 10. Kindly read and also vote for my poem 'Abortion' on page 4.

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