A lot of y'll been growing old,
Fishing in summer sunset
Not thinking, b'kos it's mild n' cold
Watching us row our boats n' swinging nets.
Life's beauty when young, beautiful when younger
Too many fun and hall full of flaws,
Many foes and life lived in anger
Life's treacherous when aged, with life in account of flops.
Well n' life, life's good as good
When you're good, it's gold
So be good, it's cool
Even great n' joy in full
In time we live, the life we see
As soon as we leave, in time it ticks
Life's for the living, so live it
Or you're better of dead
To be continued
Ben Akinpelumi
(Benaiah)
25/05/20
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An inspiring piece, about life and time. How life changes from dawn to dusk. Nicely penned. If you have time read and rate my poems. Thank you Ben