Chained To Time Poem by Alexander Raju

Some time at night I asked my wife,
‘Tell me, what's the time now? '
She murmured something in her sleep
Like the cooing of a pigeon.

Am I early or late, I thought,
I know all my life I've been late
To do my duty on time
And leave the rest for others.

How fast the time runs, I wonder,
It held me tight and very close,
It's the same with me, as well
With my great forefathers.

My father always used
A watch tied to his wrist,
Was he tied the time to his wrist
Or was the time tied him with its chain?

Time is running really fast
That I couldn't keep pace with it,
He drags me; I'm tired and numbed
That no wish could support me.

Stop your gallops, you old horse,
Whips of hopes no more push you,
Nor desires stir your weak limbs,
For its time to end your race!

21st October,2019
Gondar