Confused Poem by Abimbola Ogunsowobo

Confused



I know that man
Who planted the tree of happiness
But watered by pains and fears
Time becomes the greatest adversary
He lives everyday in a dark brightness
Thinking of the first to come
But knows only the last to leave
I pity him
Because he knows not what to do

Sunday, June 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: confused
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