No Rewind Button
Time is so limited and
the ink wants to be heard,
I am panicking
as the block keeps ticking,
I remain kicking
like the baby in the womb,
I just can't reverse the
clock
for my time is limited,
I want to achieve
and open ways towards
my dreams and visions.
I am panicking,
And trying to reach the finish
point like caster semenya.
It's far, and so rough
to where I'm going to,
My pen it feels so tired
and the ink is running out,
And my book is running
out of pages,
Trying to craft my dream
with tears unto my face.
Pages of my book
were left unfinished because
of a given limited time.
But the story will be heard.
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By Lewis Da-Lyricist
Iphupho [The Dream]
Poetry Book
Iphupho The Dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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