The Manacled Man's Itinerary Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The Manacled Man's Itinerary
Tiny Termites are born to destruct the timber
And rust will destroy the iron.
Precious gold is everlasting,
But the shine will bring thieves more closely.
Beauty is a gift,
And you have to protect from the evil.
Life is a road. [It’s not silky anyhow]
The roadway full of road works ahead.
If this polite man is roadworthy somehow?
Then he goes to a certain extent,
Perhaps the frustration of sinister
He stops for a while on the way
And there is no more hearsay of the traveller.
Nimale, This one sounds like a metaphor for life. The roadblocks may deter even the most determined traveller. Your first lines read loud and clear. Beautiful. I am slightly confused by last few. Please enlighten me? love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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4/16/2024 5:00:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A poem of courage in the face of adversity. But the human spirit is greater than all the obstacles that might occur on the roadways of life. Shine on, my friend. Fine work, Nimal.