Echoes Of Man Poem by Yewande Adedokun

Bubbles of words
The eyes streams for all unjust
Pain is limitless with the length of time
Joy expires with a flash
We will stop chasing ourselves
If we know how we began

Flowers inspire beauty by day
Yet by night we dare not walk in the path it lines
Lest we are caught in the web of the evil world

A staircase lined with gold
with stories untold
I climb with vigor in my youth
I regret my decisions with age
All I have will not borrow me time

Years go by and we still die with dreams
Some desires worry us to sleep
Awakening to its sour taste in our mouth
All path leads back to the echoes
What should have been
What is
And what will be