Sankofa Palindromic Poem by Dela Bobobee

There comes a time in our own lives
When the dust settles and no strives
This live prime that the world swirls
On its cryptic axis of pristine twirls
linking the present, past and future
That becomes a long holistic feature
In life's linear and cyclical chronology
That defies old tenents of numerology
Sankofa, the pristine Phoenix crevices
Order of oscillation through timeline relics
I pray progeny remembers me in posterity
In a thousand years long gone in obscurity
Today 0202 2020 mirror image many years
Tomorrow 0303 3030 reflexive crystal tears.

Dela Bobobee (a)0202 2020