Mutability Poem by AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ

MUTABILITY








Yesterday was a golden light to some,
To some, it was bane of their hustle,
To some, a mixture of sugar and beetle
Well, life is no magnet to be assured.

Over there, hustles the driver, often...
Carrying lives selflessly, to and fro...
But the pay, isn't a rock to bed on;
What life gives, comes in series.

Giving is the heart of soul free, but
Taking is the soul that perish ignorantly
Life is unstable, unsteady, undefended...
Life is like a fluid, life could be uncertain.

Policies are made, policies are broken.
Democracy, we all hear but inoperative.
Hearts do come together, some shatter;
Everything can't be like the seem.






©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
03/09/2018
10: 13AM