Running Era Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

Everything changed these days
Difenetly
Everything changed in one way
Or other ways
We long for past earnestly
For past was simple
Easy, looked carefree,
We say time has become ugly.
In the past there were less souls
Less cars, less poluting machines
Not so much noises
As we see and hear now, currently.
It is 'run' age
Running men,
Running cars
Running clocks
Running sun
Running moon
Running Clouds
We eat runningly
We drink runnigly
We Talk runningly
Dress runningly
Walk runningly
Travel runningly
Visit runningly
Do our needs half way
Runningly
Wash too speedly
For multiple daily demands
Of life
We Are Running.
In the past zat men the half day with wife
Totday both are running
Until nightfall
Then they sit down
Exhaustedly,
with four stray hazy dazy eyes.
In fact we are changed not time!
We have become ugly
Not Time!

Freyad Hugo
Heerenveen
August,2021