delalorm fiaka (19th JUNE 1988 / ACCRA, GHANA)
TICK TOCK..WHY WAIT IN SHOCK?
Through the valleys of every dusk flows a dawn
Around the necks of our existence, the pearls of time gladly adorn
The treasure which chronometers measure.......
....grips our days and carves out our ways
Sometimes it creeps, sometimes it crawls
Hindsight so deep, only perceives its flaws
It freezes and thaws
Guides us through our era-on-all-fours
To the era when our teeth are absent in scores
As abstract as thought..
It can never be caught
It gallops past perpetually
Leaving indelible traces
In hearts, on minds and on faces
Carpe diem; because you have not merited its patience....no one has
Its a gift when you judiciously use it
And a rift between you and your dreams when you arbitrarily abuse it
Its yours for the taking
Don’t leave a decision lingering
This isn’t the moment to count the stars
This is just a remnant of the moments you allowed to blitz past...
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