Till Then Poem by Eric Mwenda

Let the years melt
into glimpses of gold-
speckles embedded in my memories,
let the struggles
in hate and love
find me unchanged
but wiser

Let what i create
live past wither and tear
till then,
The past will not
find my future
but find both i will
traversin in between as wish i
but me choose to shut off the past

Let the hooker of fate
tag at my strings
and i will cut them off
and in the growth
forge mine path
to a palace i must create

peace will rein at my palace
untill my clock stops
then there will be nothing
nothing will matter anymore