ifedayo oshin Poems
Will Change Change?
What will happen to change?
Will change change as all things?
Or will it develop immunity
And embrace hypocrisy?
Will change resist change
And go against its doctrinaire?
Why, will change change not
Should nothing be permanent, even change?
Since change is also a thing.
Our world changes daily by seconds
Our lives in the roller-coaster of time
The noon gives way to the moon
The dawn turns dusk
At intersections of these:
One enters, another exits
One moans, another mourns
One rejoices, one regrets
In the spate and space of...
I love me unlike Narcissus in Greece
By the reflection drowned in self worship
True, self-love precedes love of others
For self is mirror of love of neighbours
So says the golden law
One who has not from within
Love genuinely felt
Can and will not reach out to another of love
So I love me and so dearly